For the past three years I’ve been out of shape, overweight and promising every day to eat better and lose weight. I didn’t really put much effort into it though. I’d restrict my calories or not eat sugar for a few days and then when the scale didn’t move, I’d lament that I couldn’t lose weight. About six weeks ago I made a true committment. I started working out with a trainer and changed my diet. Instead of walking on the treadmill at a comfortable pace three to four days a week (I don’t have time, I said) I am now running and cycling and pushing myself, using my heart rate zones.
Committment works. And how much better I feel. Instead of feeling like a failure every day, I am now fitting into those clothes that I couldn’t wear before. In addition I am much healthier. I hope I learn to not lie to myself, tell myself I am doing something when I’m really not. And I surely hope that I have learned to maintain my fitness level this time. I don’t want to do this again.
It does amaze me how often I think that I am taking steps to a goal when I am not really. Once I made my goals a priority in my life, and made myself a priority, I made progress.
I am a priority.
