Today at breakfast, someone commented he could tell I work out. Instantly in my mind, I utterly discounted what he said.
I got the same sort of comment two weeks ago in Wisconsin, and also the week before in Oregon—all three comments, while they made sense in the conversation, weren't because I led the conversation down that path. For example, the one in Oregon was because I really struggled with the altitude and dryness there, which was a first for me, and the recruiting manager said he was surprised because clearly I was fit. All three have been that way, believe me I'm not fishing for a compliment.
Yet I discounted all three comments immediately. Every single one. Why do I do this? Why can’t I change my mental image to incorporate the fact (yes, fact) that I am fit?
Stupid brain.
2 comments:
Keep repeating a new tape. Cuz girl you are fit, and you have earned it.
I think of you EVERY time I do roll-ups in Pilates the day you were able to go all the way up. I was so proud of you. Most people with THAT many abdominal surgeries would never even try to get their muscles back.
When you cheered me on that day (and I will never forget either), I was so moved--your support meant the world to me. I miss you my friend.
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