Some days, it seems…
…that just making it through the day will be a victory.
…that it’s ridiculous to think that getting out for a walk, or a run, or a swim is worth the time and energy it will take.
…that it’s futile to even think about trying to get to bed earlier.
…that eating the first thing that comes across your path that is edible is the way to go.
I believe, those are the days that it matters the most.
Those are the days when the old habits are clinging to you, reaching for you with their little claws extended. When it feels like it will never make a difference is precisely when it makes the biggest difference to stay on course.
To decide to move your body, because it will shift your mood, your metabolism, your outlook on life…
To turn off the computer or tv, stretch your body, take a bath, lose yourself to the replenishment of sleep…
To choose those foods that nourish you, warm you, feed you in a real way, not a quick fix, sugar-junkie-fix kind of way…
When life turns on the heat, when it gets really intense, our patterns want to suck us back in- to pull us to that place of ‘comfort’. The question is…
How has that place of comfort, that old habit helped me?
If you are yearning, aching, stretching yourself to a new place, you’ve got to learn to be in the discomfort long enough for the edges to get worn smooth. The place where it’s not so easy to throw in the towel and revert back to the old habits of not moving, not sleeping well, or enough, or not nourishing yourself.
It’s a journey to get there, but a little discomfort can provide and incredible change in your life.
Are you willing to BE with it?
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