The First Second of the Rest of My Life
Sunday, November 01, 2009
I'm tired. Tired of thinking about my weight. Tired of not feeling well. Tired of being tired. Tired of being obsessive. I obsess about what's wrong. I obsess about what's right. I obsess about what might happen. I obsess about what has happened. The bottom line is I'm tire of THINKING!
Someone once said that when we make a decision we should accept it as the right decision and move forward on that foundation. I don't do that. I immediately second guess myself or purposely sabotage myself. What a weakling I am.
And yet I have been different. I have taken control. I have taken action. I need to do it again; plain and simple. Second guessing is just an excuse for being lazy. And lazy is the way to the my destruction---mind, body, and spirit.
Fall down seven times
Get up eight.
This is not the first DAY of the rest of my life. It is the first SECOND of the rest of my life. Not day by day; not minute by minute but second by second.