I love me some Tara. Really there’s no other intro than that. Im glad she’s here. I dragged her here. #thatisall.
*Microphone in hand*
*tap tap tap*
Is this thing on?
So I’ve tried starting this blog post for a few days now. Each time I tried to sit down and hammer out some life changing words of wisdom to bestow on the masses over here at the WoM (World of MizFit) I got nervous.
Let me rephrase that: I got down right freaked out.
I mean who am I? How can I possibly compare to what has been written before me? What if what I write doesn’t make sense to anyone? What if what I write is boring or doesn’t help one single person? What if someone says “What was Miz thinking letting this newbie run amuck on her site?”
I was determined to get this post out to her. I couldn’t let this opportunity pass me by. I had to somehow get over my fear that people will judge me and in judging me come to the conclusion that I am not very good at what I do. Something I’ve learned while on this LCJ (Life Changing Journey) is that when you slow down in life and open yourself up the universe, it will send you the words of wisdom that you need (when you need it).
I got those words this morning in the form of a card that’s been on my refrigerator for some time now but I’ve become so accustom to seeing it I stopped paying attention to the words and forgot it was even there (hello universe):
Don’t compare your goals.
Don’t compare your training.
Don’t compare your accomplishments.
I need to see these words every day. I spend too much time worrying about what everyone else is doing on their journey (how much weight have THEY lost, how fast can THEY run, what size are THEY wearing, how many miles can THEY go) that I often times lose faith in what I’VE done.
I’ve lost 105 pounds
(insert name) has lost 125 pounds and is still losing weight.
I can run a 9 minute mile
(insert name) can run an 8 minute mile.
I can wear a size 12
(insert name) can slip into a size 8 and doesn’t have all the skin hanging out of the sides of their jeans
I just ran a half marathon
(insert name) just ran a full marathon and has been running the same amount of time as you.
Miz asked me to do a guest post
(insert name) wrote a better post and what’s the point? What you have to say is nonsense and no one is going to read it anyways.
What to know what else I’ve learned while on this LCJ (oh and feel free to spread this TLA – three letter acronym – around. I coined it and it’s what’s going to make me famous)? I’ve learned that if I’m thinking it: So are you.
Stop looking at (insert name) and wondering why you can’t do what they’ve done. Stop looking at (insert name) and wishing you could lose as much weight as they have. Stop looking at (insert name) and proclaiming to yourself “I’ll never be as good as them, so what’s the point?”
Comparing ourselves to others does NOTHING but keep us from moving forward towards the life that we deserve to live. It keeps us bathed in fear and shame. It wraps its greedy little arms around us and squeezes until we’re so convinced we can’t be successful that we just stop trying. Want to compare yourself to someone? Compare yourself to the millions of people that won’t get up today and try to take control of their lives. Compare yourself to the people that will mindlessly stuff their faces with food so uncontrollably that in a few short years they will either be closer to their final destination or have already arrived and left this world not knowing what they could have accomplished. Compare yourself to the people that will never come across this post (that I was too scared to write) as you have today and feel that fire begin to burn inside of you. The fire to stand up. To live. To take control and move forward.
Compare yourself to who you WERE.
Go towards what you WANT.