Week 10 Wrap Up and Taking Chances

My poor food choices this past weekend did make an impact on my weigh-in this week, but I didn't gain. I'm only down 1.8 pounds for the week, but it's better than nothing! It was a little disappointing since I've been on such a roll with the 4+ pound losses the last few weeks that now 1.8 doesn't feel like much. I have to remind myself that it's still good to lose something and that, while I did mess up and fall this past weekend, I was able to pick myself back up and get back on track for the rest of the week. I am human. I will make mistakes. I can't beat myself up too much because of one bad day. I can't dwell on the past. I can only learn from that mistake I made and move forward. So, enough about that :)

The thoughts of taking chances, risks, and getting over fears have been on my mind for the past few weeks. Yesterday, I started to write this big long blog post of getting over fears and taking chances....then deleted it all. I kept reading what I had written over and over again and wasn't satisfied, but couldn't figure out why. Today, after reading it again, I figured out why...I felt like a hypocrite when I read what my fingers had laid out on the screen.

I have fears. I am a fearful person. I haven't gotten over them. If I haven't learned how to get over my own fears, and if I haven't learned how to push myself and take chances, who am I to tell someone to go out and take chances and push through any mental roadblocks they may have? Sure, it makes sense to do that, but I haven't practiced what I was going to "preach" about.

I read somewhere that fear is nothing more than an obstacle that stands in the way of progress. I desperately want to pursue my passion of cooking as a career, but I fear I will lose that passion if I have to do it for a living. And so, I haven't gone back to school for it yet. The fear I have of losing that passion is the obstacle currently in my path, thus, no progress.

Yesterday during our training session, J, K and I had a conversation about pushing the limits, getting over fears and mind over matter. Mentally, we think we have a different limit than our bodies really have. K and I were doing planks and I wanted to put my knees down for a break. Physically, I was ok to keep going and holding that plank. Mentally, my brain was telling me that I should stop and rest or fear injury. If I keep putting my knees down and stopping when my mind tells me to stop, even though I can physically go longer, I won't make progress. My mind will have me stop at the same point every time because that's the point in which its comfortable reaching and not moving past. If I don't push through that mental roadblock, then I won't push myself where I need to push myself in order to make the progress in which I need to make.

Whenever I have pushed through obstacles and fear in the past, I have never had regrets. Moving to Florida, although short-lived, was great experience and I wouldn't take that time back for anything. I took a chance and moved across the country. It didn't work out the way I initially thought it would work out, but it worked out the way it was supposed to. And now, I'm happy with the way it has all worked out since. Right now, I'm where I'm supposed to be because of the choices I made and the chances I took. But I still have a long way to go and I still have more obstacles to get through to continue on the right path.

I'm sorry if none of that fit together or made any sense.