Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sundays are hard. I'm not looking forward to it. For whatever reason, Sunday just has to be the hardest day for me to maintain my diet and calorie goals. Plus, I've had a rough week all around for calorie and exercise goals. I know I can do this. I want to do this. I need to do this. I think of my old mentor when I look at my goals and see myself routinely coming up short right now. He would look at me with this look on his face and seriously level with me and say, "Are you really about this? Do you really want this? Because you're only showing half the want, half the try. You will never reach your goals by half trying. I need 100% from you, or go home." Sounds harsh, but this guy was one of the best mentors I've ever had. And maybe he wouldn't have phrased it exactly like that, but he had this awesome way of getting his point accross and making you think really hard about what you were doing, what you wanted to do, and what you were really putting out there. So, I look at the goals I've set for myself and I wonder if I'm really trying, or just half trying. I wonder if my efforts of the last two weeks would make him proud, or if he'd feel the need to sit down and have a conversation with me. I know the answer. I know it deep down in my heart, and the pit of my stomach. He'd be disapointed. My goals are not that hard. 10,000 steps is not that big of a deal for one day. Why have I routinely missed that goal for the last two weeks? What am I going to do differently from here on out that will ensure I get to my goal? And what on earth is going to keep me motivated and pushing so that I do reach my goal? Because I have a wedding in two years, and I'm not going to my wedding in a fat girl dress. I want to feel as beautifull as my fiancee thinks I am. I want to radiate confidence and glow. And furthermore, I want that every day for the rest of my life. Not just for one day.