Here it is another Monday. Day 322 out of 365.
I remember there was a time where I told myself Monday I would decide to work on me.
Monday I will u-haul my diet, Monday I would decide to move my body, Monday I would wake up earlier, and go to bed later if that meant working on my goals.
And year after year I made that same promise to myself, and year after year a little piece of me died.
Because I kept breaking promises to the person that matters the most.
You see we only have one body, one life and when I realized that progress out trumps perfection.
And faith outweighs the fear.
I decided to trade fear for faith and perfection for progress.
I have had set backs, a lot of zigs and zags, a lot of right turns when there should have been left.
But the best feeling is I'm still here, I'm still showing up.
I am not breaking the promises to myself that I did years past.
I am working with a small group of ladiea that want to make progress instead of perfection.
That want to choose faith over fear.
And is ready to stop breaking promises to themselves
And wall this journey out with a community of women
If you are one of the few then like this post or comment it's me.
And let's get this party started.