I’m writing this post after a great weekend with my family and a few friends and a really gut-wrenchingly good but HARD run…physically AND mentally.
This post has NOTHING to do with “looking” sexy or unsexy or anyone’s definition of either one.
This post is real, raw and vulnerable.
It’s about success.
It’s about doing what it takes to BE successful.
No matter what success looks like to you.
And, it’s about being ok with doing the unsexy, mundane things it takes to achieve success…..every damn day.
I’ve had some things going on in my personal and work life that have been stressing me out. I’ve been feeling like I’m doing so many different things that I can’t be REALLY good at anything. And, I’ve been dealing with some mom and other guilt and it’s been taking it’s toll. I’ve even been feeling guilty about NOT feeling guilty if you can believe that. Does it sound crazy? Well, I can tell you it makes me FEEL a little crazy.
Some days I think I have it all figured out.
I’m on my game.
I can see the big picture.
And, some days, I’m a freakin’ hot mess.
So, little by little this past week, life has been leaving me clues and it took some soul searching last night and this morning and my run to have a HUGE breakthrough moment….a.k.a. a REALLY REALLY GOOD CRY….like tears streaming down my face, can barely breathe cry….while I was running. Uffda.
So, the clues leading up to this cry?
My coach seems to know just when I need an extra push and she challenged me to a physical and personal challenge every day this week and I’m feeling SO much more focused again.
My boss reminded me that he has my back and wants me to thrive in my position.
My sister reminded me that it’s important to believe in God and in grace. Without Him we have nothing. (Yes, this is my belief. I don’t expect it to be yours).
My daughter reminded me that playing Barbies is most ALWAYS more important than anything else. (I’m totally serious on this one ~ I chose working out over playing with her the other day and it’s been haunting me ever since. The rest of life can wait sometimes guys. And, in my pursuit of living a life without regrets, I can tell you I wouldn’t have regretted for a second the time I took to stop and play with her and I’ve regretted like a HUNDRED times hitting snooze that day instead of just getting my ass outta bed and getting it done.)
My best friend reminded me that she’s always there for me even if I haven’t been the friend I want to be and that she deserves.
Another friend reminded me that the scale is EFF’NG dumb and stupid and always will be.
My IIFYM coach wrote in an email, “You deserve success. Let yourself have it.”
Yet another friend messaged me to see if I was ok after I posted about having a more emotional run than my half marathon run. And, this friend is also a coach of mine and who I have complete faith in her winning a Beachbody Challenge Success Story, and not just because of her amazing physical success but because of her story and her overcoming unspeakable pain.
And, lastly, a new coach on my team who reminded me of an important passage from one of my fave books, The Compound Effect by Darren Hardy ~ “Your only path to success is through a continuum of mundane, unsexy, unexciting and sometimes difficult daily disciplines compounded over time.”
It’s unsexy to wake up before 5 a.m. so I can do personal development and get my workout in before going to my day job.
It’s unsexy to try to fit in both a run and a Body Beast workout into my day three or four times a week.
It’s unsexy to dive into change at work, especially when I feel like you have no idea what I’m doing.
It’s unsexy to spend hours a week learning best practices as a coach so I can better learn how to help my clients and coaches.
It’s unsexy to run a 12-minute mile when you know you’ve done better.
It’s unsexy to count macros every single day.
It’s unsexy to do homework out of a financial workbook that no teacher or instructor is making me do.
It’s unsexy to learn how to budget for the first time at the age of 40.
It’s unsexy to forego tv for the most part and TRY to forget about the fact that Orange is the New Black is right at my fingertips.
And, it’s unsexy to try work on my marriage like I do my full-time job.
But, my truth is that in order to succeed in what I’m trying to accomplish, I HAVE to do those mundane, unsexy, unexciting, sometimes difficult things. I HAVE to keep trying. I HAVE to keep pushing. I HAVE to be okay with being a hot mess and SUCKING at all of those things every now and then. I HAVE to keep putting one foot in front of the other no matter how slow I need to go to get through it. I HAVE to remember the big picture. I HAVE to be patient. And, I HAVE to keep the Faith.