I wrote this blog post back in February when I was really motivated – for a day or two. I’ve since gained back much of the weight I lost. I have this issue lately; whenever I get within an inch of meeting my fitness goal, I get comfortable and sabotage it. Now that that’s been written, I’m starting to think it may be a pattern with other ambitions.
Reality check: I’m chronically tired and aching. My pants are getting tight again. I am not getting ahead at my job that is 1.5 hours from my home – a job I can easily do anywhere for anyone.
Excuses/Stories That I Can’t Afford to Tell Myself Any More
- I’m too tired to: exercise, make my lunch for tomorrow, do one more chore around the house
- I’m too inexperienced to apply to be a project manager
- I’m too English to make $15K more a year
- I don’t have enough time to formulate a way to earn passive/side income
- I have too much to do to go to bed early
- I’m too scared of the outcome to do what I know is right
- This job affords me time to write on occasion, so maybe I should just stay here awhile longer
- I’ll just make one more lateral move to see if it’s the move that will change my career path
- One more chocolate bar won’t hurt
- Beggars can’t be choosers (re: job hunt)
- I knew what I was getting myself into