The Weight of it All

Am I the only one that recently has found it SO hard to focus on the things that they do right on any given day?  I don't know WHAT is going on but the struggle has been REAL lately [just ask my husband, the man is a saint].  


Its time to knock it off though.  Its been time.  

Its time to just LOVE yourself, imperfections and all. 

Todays victory is all about progress, not perfection.  Perfectionism is exhausting.  People pleasing is exhausting.  Let's all just #beourselves, eh?  Did I mention also, it's time to LOVE yourself?  Wherever you're at.

So today I'm CELEBRATING me!  Because for the last two years I've been STRUGGLING like a crazy person to get back to "where I was."  I'd day dream about our time living in Pittsburgh and how easy it seemed then to reach my goals!  That kind of mindset is seriously not helping anyone, especially myself.  [[Can you relate??]]  Feed yourself right.  Exercise.  Get outside.  Stop and [READ] an $#&@% book.  

For the last three weeks I've worked really hard to stay focused on the positives and it's paying off [[remember, progress not perfection this time]]...

And the Results Are In.
Down 6 lbs.  && \\more importantly//
Down 6.75 inches (3 of which were off my waist!)

I don't know if any of this struck a cord with you, but I know for myself--if I didn't have the amazing support that I do from my SIL [and that saint I mentioned earlier] I just don't know if I'd still be here trying [and not getting it perfect] and trying again! [and not getting it perfect again] [so ya know, trying it ONE MORE TIME!].  But you know what, I'd rather be the person trying again and again though than the person that just [stops] trying.  

Let me be real for a minute.  I was so EMBARRASSED of my failures that it was CRIPPLING.  Instead of putting myself out there, instead of sharing what was and wasn't working I SHUT DOWN.  I SHUT OUT. and gosh that's just not the way that things get better.  It's lonely my friends, its bone chillingly lonely.  [[How's that for honesty?]]  

"But Meg, isn't this just about...a little weight?" More on this another time.  Until then...

Please stop right there.  If you think, that weight...is simply about weight, then you're missing the point.  Please feel free to read something else because this post probably isn't for you.


Back to my point.

Have you stopped trying?  Are you struggling?  Gosh, please don't do it alone.  Reach out to someone [I'm here] and just start.  Start with walking in place while you watch TV [Fact: That's what I did.].  Start with getting a puppy and walk outside [puppies are awesome, get two].  Start with 10 sit ups.  10 squats.  Pick your amazing tiny human up a couple extra times.  But if you can't today, [I get that] then be okay with that too. [[Beating yourself up]] about it isn't going to help you find the energy tomorrow.  

Because remember that dress, those jeans, you know the ones that you've held onto because [[someday]] you're going to fit in them again.  Yeah, those ones.  

They are calling your name.

Let's stumble/fall/mess the $#&@% up/all the way to wearing them again.

Together.



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