So, you’ve had a bad week. Everyone at work thinks you are a joke and you are getting tired of fighting the battles. You are tired of being broke, sad and ignored. You want to give up and those around you are telling you, don’t look how far you have to go, look how far you’ve come. And it sounds a lot easier than it is.
You want to visualize yourself 180, 150, 100, 50, 20 hell 10 pounds lighter but all you see is that fat guy that just ate Roberto’s even though you promised yourself you wouldn’t. You want to quit.
You want to give up, again. You can get a doughnut and a coke now that you have given up. you don’t want to go to the gym anymore. Right?
Wrong; listen up cupcake. Everyone has bad days and their own shit they are going through. Even at home, maybe you aren’t hearing what is going on in your wife or kids worlds cause you are too busy bitching about your own. Be grateful you have a wife and kids and friends that give advice, cause it is a lot harder without someone to love on you.
You ate a bad meal, so what. Look, statistics prove that one cheat meal is not going to ruin you, YOU ARE NOT ON A DIET, you are making better lifestyle choices all around and working toward living your goal. Sure, you’ve got a long road, and you are barely starting. Sure your clothes piss you off cause they don’t fit, but look, you know what to do, and think about it. Nobody EVER said living right was easy. In fact mostly they say the opposite.
Do you want this given to you, or do you want to pay the dues in sweat equity? I am on the same road, and sadly this ain’t my first trip but I know for certain, every rep, every minute, every drop of sweat, every right over wrong thing in your body, every ounce of pain, every bit of effort you put into it is worth it. Yes, it frakking sucks, but in the end, damn, it is worth it.
Get to the gym, sweat out Roberto’s and you will forget this week at work when the endorphins kick in. Namaste.