I'm Happy Here & I Love Where I'm Going!
Saturday, October 01, 2011
Oh, it feels good! The rhythm of slow and steady progress is really taking hold. I have days, lots of days, when I eat far less than ideal, or I ditch exercise, but I get up and try to do it better the next day. I take on teeny-weenie challenges, and when I do those well, I add more and stretch farther. I NEVER give up anymore; I NEVER allow myself to feel like a failure! And because of that, I am succeeding!
This confidence is permeating all aspects of my life. I am proving to myself that I CAN succeed in losing weight, getting fit, and caring well for my body, and this has given me a newfound sense of strength and optimism in other areas of my life. The serendipity of my improving physical strength, is that it is super-charging my mental strength. I have goals; BIG goals, and I now know, without question, that I can and will accomplish them!
Twenty five years ago I stopped living. I packed up all the special bits & pieces that were "me", shut them away in a suitcase, and attached myself to someone else's journey. The reasons for doing so are not important, but the fact that I did that to myself; that I gave up all the promise and purpose that had so driven and defined me prior, IS important. Because that little flame never burnt out, and as I hit middle age, it sparked and demanded my attention! I knew for certain I had to either reconcile to a life not lived, or I needed to make earth-shattering changes, and make them immediately. I made my choice, closed my eyes, and dove headfirst in to the abyss. At that moment, the only thing I knew for sure, was that my second half of life would be filled with all the richness I deserved. I had no idea of the "how", only of the "what": I WANT A LIFE WELL AND FULLY LIVED!!!!!!
And now, I am well on my way. Four years ago I took that dive, and created a vision of where I wanted to be on my 50th birthday. Almost every one of my goals was realistic, yet so very far from my then reality, they seemed unfathomable to my sad and weary soul. Well guess what? Three and a half years in, I have surmounted almost every one of those formerly unimaginable challenges, and I am damn close to completing the final two.
I can't wait until my 50th birthday, six months from now, when, armed with pen, paper, and more dreams, I imagine my action plan for the next 5 years . Who knows what I can do? I can't wait to surprise myself!