So, I was riding the weight-loss horse really well.
Something unexpected happened - I can't even remember what it was. The horse got spooked, and I got bucked off.
Not only did my tail end get bruised, but once I was down, I stayed down.
Story of my life.
I'm so mad at myself, because I was doing so well! I was on a roll! I was showing stick-to-it-ive-ness! I was making a healthy lifestyle into a *gasp!* habit!
And then in a moment, it was over.
I know, I could have gotten right back on that horse. But, it was like I was trekking through the Swamp of Sadness in The Neverending Story. You don't just fall in that muck and then get back up. Plus, my horse was in danger of getting sucked into the swamp as well.
So now that I've had a few weeks to wander through this swamp, get good and dirty, and pretty much feel crappy about myself, I'm ready to do what needs to be done to get back on the horse. I'm not sure why today is different than the day before, when I wasn't ready. Maybe it's that today I'm making a choice to be proactive. I will happen today, instead of just letting today happen.
So, I am choosing to get on the horse.
I'm choosing to climb out of the muck
I am choosing to happen.
Today.
How about you?
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