"THE GREATER DANGER FOR MOST OF US IS NOT THAT OUR AIM IS TOO HIGH AND WE MISS IS, BUT THAT IT IS TOO LOW AND WE REACH IT." - Michelangelo
I have reached a point in my path where I am happy, content... unmotivated. I am at a number where my clothes fit me just right and my reflection doesn't bother me anymore. I feel pretty good, for the most part, and I am content to just relax all day and not worry about breaking a sweat.
I think this is what my goal was at 225 lbs. To be happy, healthy and sexy without a second thought of my weight or food. I am happy to say I reached my goal, but sad to say that it is not all I had hoped it would be. There is something I am missing in my day to day life now. Something that was a constant fire in my belly to get up in the morning and conquer what needed to be done.
To quote Miley Cyrus ( I'm a mother of two girls, give me a break) ... "Ain't about how fast I get there. Ain't about what's waiting on the other side. It's the climb" ... I am slowly coming to realize that my love of this whole 'healthy living' quest wasn't the thought of reaching goal... but the daily love of conquering a goal. To prove to myself that I could run a half marathon. To prove to myself that I could drop 50 lbs. To prove to myself that I could wake up before the sun and run 3 miles before the kids woke up.
I'm starting to think that the view from this mountain isn't all that great. I think its time to look towards the next mountain and start climbing again. My goal? To have a goal everyday to conquer.
First thing is first... Monday.
My goal for today: Finish Crossfit with my Hubby first thing in the morning , drink as much water as possible and stick to my food choices.
****UPDATE*****
7:54 a.m. : 2 rounds of 40 Double Unders, 30 box jumps, 30 dumbell swings and a 100 meter warm up run/ 100 meter cool down walk.