I've been a bit glum lately. I've been down on myself for a lack of weightloss. I finally hit a point where I was no longer proud of my accomplishments. I found myself using descriptors such as "only" all too often.
As in, I only ran 2.2 miles on Friday. Or, I only lost a 1/2 pound this week.
Pshhhh! Would I have ever used the word only in front of the action 2 miles only one year? Yes, but it would have read something like this:
I have only ran 2 miles twice in my life. Or, I have only gained 10 pounds this holiday season.
I need to stop kicking my own ass. I have to remember to build myself up. We all need to be reminded of this, and this week I can thank Meredith for opening my eyes. She lost a very dear friend and a wonderful woman last week. I read her post this morning and it hit me. We shouldn't have to lose loved ones to remember the importance of love.
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