does anyone else avoid the scale and measuring tape when you’re just not ready to deal with whatever it says? i usually do my measurements on the first of each month. but this month, i’ve been dragging my feet. i have the post all ready to go. it just needs the numbers plugged in.
and i. just. can’t.
why do those numbers have such a power?
sometimes i can keep my perspective and sometimes i can’t. i know that i have strengths and weaknesses, good and bad days, progressive and slow weeks.
and then there are other times when the numbers are just floating around in my head annoying me.
i think i’m better at dealing with it than i used to, but it still gets to me at times. i think about my progress and i’m proud of what i’ve done and realistic about what still needs to be done.
but you know one thing that i haven’t come to peace with yet??
it never ends. ever.
it will always be a struggle for me. always. i’m not a natural athlete. i don’t really enjoy working out. i hold weight around my middle. my thighs jiggle even with muscle. my wrist will probably be an issue for the rest of my life.
but it is what it is. my body doesn’t control me. i control it. i control my actions, my intake, my attitude. sometimes it’s really difficult. but i know that even with the random bad days and the occasional terrible weekend that i am working always toward a healthier me. and that’s what matters at the end of the day. not the numbers.
i’m always looking for something to push me. and millionaire hoy never disappoints. he started a new series. 45 minutes of HIIT. after the first one, i thought i might throw up. my second thought was – i just did that. i just made that workout my bitch. that was awesome! here’s the first in the 30 day series…