Looking at the things I’m expecting of myself, physically, and I’m a little daunted. No matter how I try to banish those feelings of doubt I sometimes can’t.
I am training myself to think of the doubt as the crazy voices and the feelings that “I can do it” as the sane, rational voices.
There was a lapse in my gym schedule for the last few weeks. I haven’t gone as often, because of conferences and traveling and some minor health issues. And as I try to build myself back up to my peak it makes me think.
Can I really do this?
Can I be fit and healthy enough to really make my point as an ambassador and advocate?
Am I well enough to become certified to teach group fitness?
Are these goals realistic?
My rational mind says no but . . . I’ve chosen not to listen to my rational mind.
As hard as it is some days (and it is hard), I am committed to reaching my goals.
I am prepared to work through the pain. To acknowledge the fear and doubt but get past them.
I am a little scared, if I can be honest, but I think any goal worth pursuing should put a little fear in you.