Tuesday, January 10, 2012
The Last Laugh
Okay, so I gained a pound or two in 2011. So what?! Lots of people did. Does that make me a bad person? No! So what if my clothes don't fit me as well as they did at the beginning of 2011?! So what if I huff and puff while walking up the stairs and once at the top I need to take a 5 minute break to catch my breath?! So what if sometimes I don't want to go out with my husband because I don't like the way I look?! And so what if I have a heart attack and die an early death? I know, a little dramatic. But it could happen, right? At least that's what I tell myself to try and get motivated. So, I bought a scale a couple of weeks ago. I hate scales as much as I hate mirrors. They are evil. Designed solely to make us feel bad about ourselves. And so I am kind of reluctant to step on it. It makes me nervous. I know I won't like what I see. And it will probably laugh at me, in that evil, wicked witch kind of way.
BUT, I must remember that my two words for 2012 are "better" and "brave." (A friend called me a cheater for having two words instead of one. But, believe me, I NEED two words.) And to make those two words have meaning and not just be a cutesy little blog post, I need to put them into action. I need to be a doer of words and not just a typer of words. I need to take those two words seriously. Because to me, they are not just words. They are symbols. Of change. I need to be a better and a braver person in 2012.
So, I will be a grown up. I will be brave and step on the scale. And if it laughs at me, so be it. It's just a stupid wicked witch laughing scale. But I will be brave. I will take the first step to becoming better. And then, you stupid evil no good scale, we shall see who has the last laugh.