Now what did I do with this miserable bitch attitude I've had for the past few week's...I wallowed in my own sorrows and in a sense expected to be pitied. I analyzed every little thing every person said to me, every workout I had, every minute I spent doing anything, I made it ALL into more than it was. Yesterday, I was given a wake up call. I am alive. I am healthy. I can Crossfit (and pretty damn better than I ever thought I could). I have an incredible CFW family (see below) that I've found at my gym, awesome, inspiring friends AND I PRed 3 times in the past two weeks. What the hell have I been doing walking around feeling sorry for myself???
A good friend of mine told me about a little thing called Positive Self-Talk, that's what I have been focusing on today. What is great about me and my life? Take that and repeat it over and over again in your head. You CAN lift that barbell and finish that project at work and go to bed at the end of the day with a smile on your face. You are strong no matter what your head is telling you. You are beautiful no matter what the mirror is throwing back at you.
One step at a time. Fall down 7 times. Pick yourself up 8.
Hello 125# Squat clean, 195# back squat and 225# deadlift. #baller
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