I had one of these days this week where I completely tore myself apart. Nothing was good enough. At all. I wished I was better at things as we all do.
I took on too much and was killing myself because I couldn't catch up and conquer it all.
I blamed myself for being tired when I didn't have enough hours in the day. I had to choose what was most important to me.
But that's really the beautiful part about being different is we all have our strong skills then we have the ones we can choose to work on and develop. I found my biggest fault was giving up immediately if I didn't think I was good at something or could learn it. Or taking on too much and spreading myself thin to the point where I could rip at the smallest scrap.
It's unhealthy. It's the over achiever, type A fault.
So this week I had the flu and fell behind and completely lost it and blew up at some of my closest friends because I had stressed myself to the point of delusional.
I had finally got back to lifetime today to do my second workout for the day and a beautiful, very fit woman came up to me and asked if she could work in on my machine I was on. We ended up talking and she has done many many shows and is going for her pro card. She asked what show I was going to do and I looked at her shocked since I feel fat and out of shape from being sick and told her I was training for my first comp ever. She told me I looked almost ready for the stage and would kill it. In that moment I realized I push way to hard on things that do take time&that weren't as bad as I assumed.
Sometimes we just need to take a step back and realize life is a blessing and everyday that you get to do what you truly love is amazing. Not to take for granted, not to feel bad about but to just smile knowing you did your all.
Xoxo
Celia
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