pushed my buttons.
pulled my lever.
cranked my handle.
and so let's define this phenomena:
To stop trying, struggling, or the like;
To accept or acknowledge defeat.
I used to feel defeated before I ever started.
Every attempt was either half hearted or based on magical thinking (aka atkins or the grapfruit diet).
Jack asked on his blog today "Did we ever feel like quitting?"
He said, "Not today."
I say Quitting is not an option.
I dropped it as an option May 4th, 2009.
I think people view quitting "weight loss" in the hazy sense.
In the "Oh I am sick of depriving myself of tasty foods" or
"It's just too much". Or
I deserve to live a little".
Not, "I am quitting on myself, on my potential, on who I could be if I had faith."
I think If people said;
"I am going to quit living healthy, I don't have what it takes...I will always be less than I wish to be.
I accept and acknowledge my defeat."
If they said that out loud, I wonder...
I wonder how many people would quit then?
I accept and acknowledge defeat.
The inner soul revolts, deosn't it?
You accept and acknowledge defeat so you can have a cheeseburger?
You accept and acknowledge that you will never live up to your full potential because you don't want to do 30 minutes of walking?
You accept and acknowledge you are cutting years off your life?!
You are willing to lay down and QUIT!!!!
For some trans fat and sugar?
Watching what you eat and exercising?
Living every day with the knowledge of what you could have been, what you could have done, and what you COULD HAVE HAD....
You didn't start this journey to quit.
Say you decide to quit:
Just know this...
If you hadn't accepted and acknowledged defeat.
If you hadn't decided that food was more important to you than living a full life.
You could have been the kind of person you always admired.
Don't live your life with could have beens.
Someday we are all going to shuffle off into eternity.
When you are lying on your death bed, do you want to look back on your life knowing you gave it everything you had?
Or do you want to know that you spent half your life limping along, too afraid to put your heart into something?
I answered that question.
No way in hell am I settling for half a life.
Tick tock tick tock.
I only have so much time.
So does everyone reading this.
It is my goal to live it till I can't squeeze another drop of living out of it.
I am lucky enough to have today.
I hope to be lucky enough to have tomorrow.
Another day to live up to every ounce of potential God gave me.
I bought an exacto knife and a drawing pad today.
I am tired of half assing my art.
I do have a gift.
What is your gift?
What are you afraid of sharing.
What are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of being more powerful than you ever imagined?
Go out and get it.
Time waits for no one.
I am starting back to drawing again.
I will post my plan tomorrow for weight loss tomorrow.
My art I will post later in the month.
Have a great night guys.