Do you fit in…to your excuses? (guest post)

There aren’t words to describe how honored I am by the post below. It’s why I write. It’s my life’s mission. It reinforces for me the idea that together we bloggers are far far greater than the sum of our posts parts. Please to enjoy the Bombshel. I always do.

When I asked MizFit if I could guest post, I was awesomely honored with her quick YES!

I love me some MizFit, as most of us do.

I love the Be Your Own Superhero and the Unapologetically Myself™  attitude.

She inspires us to enjoy life and quit trying to fit in!

But more importantly she cares!

She honestly cares and BELIEVES in those attitudes.

She willingly shares with us, which encourages us to share back.  That is why I asked to guest post.

To thank her and pay it forward, hopefully, to inspire at least one of you to stop making excuses and do what you WANT to move forward in your life!  Sometimes, we try too hard to fit in OR we get defensive and give some good advice the brush-off.  Either way, it becomes an excuse not be true to who we are, deeply inside.
That is what I did when I first read the No Excuses exercise.   I got defensive!

I am so grateful that I went back and checked my own attitude at the door. 

I re-read her post and comments on her blog.

I realized that one of my own major excuses was “My Defensiveness!”

It fed my excuse and victim monster and boy, when it rears its ugly head; all logic goes out the window.  In my defense, what I think someone is saying or someone is doing goes straight to feed that monster. It takes on a life of its own, based not in facts, but the tendency to fit them into a box of not so pleasant memories of past hurts and slights.  I would put myself on trial, being my own juror and judge, with no fair outcome.

Feeding the excuse monster creates a life that is destined not to have a fair outcome. This is the real deal, not a trial run.

When I opened my heart and my thoughts to a new perspective is when my life started to change.  Blogging, trying new things, taking to heart what others say, but then applying it to what I know of myself, has released me from my own self imposed prison.

It fits that saying of taking what I needed and leaving the rest.

The No Excuses exercise showed me in large black Sharpie writing that I was, in fact, trying to fit in.

Trying, unconsciously, to fit into the box instilled in me early on.

As much as I thought I knew about myself, I didn’t want to admit some of it.  I took the big chance and let my guy write the excuses on the shirt.  Honestly, I was SO surprised with whatI saw staring me back in the face, I had no chance of escaping the truth.

Here I was, going along my merry way, thinking I KNEW!  I just knew the excuses I would see were the ones Miz had written in Part 2 of the No Excuses.  Things like no time, can’t afford the gym, too tired, everyone else sabotages me.  But I was DEAD WRONG.

The things he wrote on the shirt were things I honestly believed and I was “fitting” into.  I had become my excuses.   I will never be skinny; I would lose weight if someone loved me for who I am; People treat me different because I’m fat; and being thinner will change me into someone else.

The biggest excuse that appeared loud and clear was the thing I said I feared the most.  I used being fat and overweight as an excuse not to try new things or to live my life.  I couldn’t love myself for who I was.  I treated me different because I’m fat.

I have said for years that I wanted to be a writer, be a motivational speaker, and help inspire and  empower others.

I said I couldn’t do that until I lost weight.  I lived up to the excuse of being fat as a means to keep myself trapped.  It was all I had ever known.  I “survived” in the comfort of wishes, hopes and dreams. I stayed the victim, only going through life “surviving” but not living.

This exercise was not only eye opening, but opened my heart and my body to healing many deep seeded hurts and behaviors.  I am thrilled with the wonderment of possibilities.  The only way through the excuses is ACTION.

Not necessarily running the race to the finish line, but the daily actions that make your life worth living.

Slow down and get to know yourself. Truly become your own cheerleader and superhero.

Stop running so fast that you miss the opportunity to just be the best YOU, you can be.

Now, go get your sharpie, a T-shirt, pull your big girl panties on, and let yourself be vulnerable and TRUST!

The rewards are better than any number on the scale.  For the first time in my life, I feel comfortable in my own skin.  I love me for me and I can be Unapologetically Myself™ by NOT fitting into my old behaviors and beliefs.

I am living the Bombshell Life and it truly is about the Attitude, NOT the Scale!