Working Out Alone is Not for Everyone…

Sometimes being alone is good.

You can listen to your thoughts.  Get a lot of work done without distractions.  Reconnect with yourself.

Sometimes, however, you need support and a push.

I like to work out alone.  No one judging.  I can do my own thing on my own time.

However, it can be challenging at times.

Today for example.

I had to do heavy push jerks.  I hate heavy push jerks because they are hard for me.  I never want to do them.  They suck.  And there were 20 of them.  In a row.

I did these one at a time, and they were tough.  The only thing that kept me going is my innate desire to finish and to conquer.  Otherwise, I would have quit because no part of me wanted to do them.

It’s all too easy to quit when you’re alone.  Because no one is looking.  No one is judging.  No one is there to care or to let down.

Except you.Image result for picture working out alone

And I can’t let myself down.

The key here is know yourself.  If you need support, go in a group.  If you’re a loner, go it alone.  Or mix it up like I do.

Know yourself and be honest with yourself.

In the end, that’s what makes you a better person.

Does Anyone Else Feel Like a Failure in Life?

I know I do.Image result for overcoming adversity

Every day.

Of every year.

Perpetually.

Failure in life.  Parenting.  Citizenship.  Relationships.  CrossFit.  Work.  Eating.  Nutrition.  As a wife.  Being a good person.  Caring for others and about others.  Doing things for others.  Being humble.  Cleaning my house.  Reaching out to others.  Getting together with others.

Luckily, failure is temporary and you get another chance.  You can’t dwell on it.  You can’t let others make you feel guilty over it.  It’s how you react in the moment.  You can either let it bring you down or use it to do better next time.  You do the best you can with what you have at the moment.  It’s who you are that will shine through…

Trust in that on the days you feel you can’t do anything right.

It’s who you are at the end of the day that matters…