I feel less than inspired lately. I feel stagnant which is funny because I’m not. I’m closing on my first house this week, work is going really well, and I actually try to have a social life. Life is far beyond stagnant, but I was looking through my facebook memories today and came across this quote I posted last year (I have no idea where I got it from but we can pretend I’m that deep…)
Goals are like magnets that attract us to a higher ground and new horizons. They give our eyes a focus, our mind an aim, and our strength a purpose. Without their pull, we would remain forever stationary, incapable of moving forward…a goal is a possibility that fulfills a dream.
That’s what is missing; a GOAL. Training for my first bodybuilding show was the first goal that I ever accomplished. Since then, I’ve been goal oriented and have dedicated my energy to accomplishing some goal (usually fitness related).I postponed my prep for this season because I decided to purchase a home and use my money elsewhere, which I don’t regret but now I’m antsy. Establishing my home is fun and I’m excited but this isn’t a goal that drives me because it’s forever and more of a “duh”. There is no rush, no sense of urgency, no due date because it’s life. To some, the Whole 30 could be a goal but it’s not for me as this too is forever. Yes, it ends in 30 days but not for me. Sure, I’ll be bit more flexible than the initial 30 days but this is about long-term health. Learning how to live a healthy lifestyle and make quality food choices will take time, but this is life. There is no rush, no sense of urgency and no due date. Honestly, I really miss prepping and I am just trying to figure out how to get a bit of some of that without that set date, routine, and end goal.
In a conversation I had with a good friend, she encouraged me to just “live” and let things roll as they will. I lived my life with such strict guidelines in accomplishing these goals that maybe it was now time to change my mind frame. At first, I thought she had a point and I thought maybe this was time to learn how to embrace just living an “average” life. But the truth is, that just isn’t me. I wasn’t meant to be average. I was meant to do amazing things even if they are just for sport. I was meant to accomplish the impossible even if the only thing I get out of is a sense of pride. I don’t dream of living a Cinderella lifestyle or follow down my parent’s footsteps. And while I am excited for the day that I have a family of my own, that day is far in the future. So now, now I want to live, set goals and crush goals.
I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining because I am not, but I am confused. I am happy but confused. Lost in the direction to take and looking for the drive to push me forward. Just like anything, it will come but now I am antsy.