I’m not sure where the drive comes from – simply not fitting into my old clothes doesn’t do it for me. Old pictures get me motivated, for a few minutes, until I think about how I like to eat to fuel my emotions. I’m not sure where the dedication came from the first time. I just really liked how I felt, and learning to cook was fun. Now it’s more of a chore sometimes.
I’m working out pretty much everyday, and I’m starting to feel the difference. If I look back – that’s how it started last time. I did the gym thing, turned that into a routine, then I went into the Paleo lifestyle. Together, it was magical…to say the least.
I have to dig deep and realize that this is what’s really good for me. My mindset is changing, but it’s taking much longer than expected. I keep telling myself to stick with it. It’s so easy to give up and just want to eat a cheeseburger, especially on days that aren’t so great.
“The harder you work for something, the better you feel when you finally achieve it.”
