But......What if I Can?

What if you look in the mirror and instead of telling yourself that you aren't good enough to achieve something you tell yourself that you can? What.........If.........I...........Can.............???!?!?!?!?

Not so long ago I found an instructor on the Peloton bike that spoke to me. And I don't mean motivated me to get me to just push harder during my workout.  While that is important, she has a way of speaking to your soul and meeting you right where you are. On one of her rides I was all in my head and thinking of all the reasons I couldn't do the things she was asking. I was recovering from surgery, I wasn't a trained cyclist, I barely knew how to clip my shoes in and out of the bike.......and the list went on. At one point she stopped peddling, looked in the camera, and said WHAT IF YOU CAN? NOW GO (meaning turn up the resistance and peddle your heart out)!!! Those words have stuck with me. What if I can?

We spend so much time as women telling ourselves all the reasons we aren't good enough. I am here to remind you, just as that Peloton instructor did for me,  that you are enough. Just as you are. Not when you finish your degree, or get the next best job, or your kids get to the next stage of life, or lose 10, 20, 50, 100 pounds, but right now you are enough. You are capable of way more than you think you are.

Will your journey include skinned knees? Yep. Will it include times when you want to quit? Absolutely. But I want you to remember that it is not about the pain, it is about your power. It is about finding your inner voice and telling her you can. So when the doubt creeps in, and it will, ask yourself this simple question.......But, what if I can?

The Power of the Scale

Over the years my fitness journey has been an all or nothing. I was either all in and restricting food way more than I am ever comfortable with or eating an entire bag of chips in one sitting. There was no middle for me. I have always heard different fitness/health professionals say “everything in moderation.”  Well this chick did not really understand moderation. In my head it made sense, but I didn’t know how or what that looked like. Was moderation an entire bag of chips today and nothing the rest of the week, or was it some today and some tomorrow, and some the next day?

Last year this time I was working the Weight Watchers point system. I had done WW before and it was familiar to me. WW was comfortable like an old pair of jeans that you knew always fit. But, I dreaded the weigh in. I hated the feeling of walking in to WW knowing that I gained weight that week, but I had felt like I had done all the right things. Or I had weeks where I thought that if I didn’t log food into my tracker that it wouldn’t matter. Well, think about that for a second. Does my ass really not log the calories eaten because I didn’t put it in my tracker? 

Monsters

Yesterday I made the drive from Colorado to Texas. My husband took a job that requires him to travel quite a bit for work and this Thanksgiving he found himself in Texas. I’m always up for an adventure and decided to drive to Texas.I had my drive all planned with podcasts, books on tape (otherwise known as audible), and lots of music. I hate searching for radio stations and we have let our XM subscription lapse, so my phone would be the go to entertainment device. I stopped for gas and got back in the Jeep and there was a station that was playing some form of the top 20 or 40 countdown, country style. I love me some country music. I caught the tail end of the song Monsters by Eric Church. Have you heard it? I’ll include the YouTube video in case you haven’t heard it. But the chorus goes like this.....

Anymore when a restless feelin’ keeps me up at night

Fallin’ on my knees in my new turnin’ on the light

I keep my faith intact, make sure my prayers are said

‘Cause I’ve learned that the monsters ain’t the ones beneath the bed

If I’m being completely honest, I haven’t done much falling on my knees to pray about anything these days. I have become distant at best in my relationship with God. In fact, I have even been questioning the existence of God. If you know anything about my journey and where I have been, that last statement probably shocks you. But, that is a post that deserves it’s own title on another day.

Restarting

I have thought about how to restart my blogging adventures, and many great people have given me the advice of just start. So here I am starting again. I used to blog frequently when we had the Blog Talk Radio Show, and then life happened and took twists and turns and here we are. So, here I am, just starting where I am. I hope you’ll join me for the journey of life and the adventures that it takes me on.