This past weekend has been full of revelations starting with finding out that my co-worker is a disgusting pig on Friday and ending with almost passing out at the gym today. I realized that I am worth more than how smart I am, how funny I am, or how attractive I may (or may not) be.
I also realized that while working out may make me feel and look better, the main purpose is to be healthy. I want to make sure that I feel good and look good, but most importantly I want to be healthy so that I can be around for my sons.
I really need to take better care of myself and cut myself some slack. I am not as horrible and as awful as I think I am. Every mistake is not the end of the world. The important thing is to get up, brush myself off and carry on. Above all, it's important to just keep going.



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