Everyday, I give myself a fair amount of guilt trips and pep talks. Here’s one of them:
I love my body. I love to take care of it. I love to see what it can do. I challenge it. I defy its weaknesses…and give in to them a little. I love how taking care of it makes life that much better. It’s just getting started is my issue. I get really really picky. My bedrooms too small to do pilates (not really). It’s way to cold to run (sometimes). I didn’t drink enough water/I didn’t eat the right food. I will never be as thin as those women that I see running or on the pilates video. So yeah, all these excuses. Then I start thinking about how I’ve missed a few days. Then I just smack my thighs and get out there! Stop these foolish thoughts, Luisa!
Anyway, I find these little pickinesses in lots of other areas of my life. How late a party goes, how much noise there is, blah blah blah… It is what makes it so hard to live with me. These thoughts can tear me down like a fire unleashed and then spread to those around me. So the recipe to get over them? An armload of grace and a kick of discipline.
