How do you begin to write about your life, without actually writing about your life?
First you have to create a life you want to write about and quite frankly while I love my life there have been quite a few ‘lather, rinse, repeat’ days of late and quite possibly it would have been of very little interest to anyone else except for the people living it.
That’s to be expected with the birth of a new baby and the loud and loveable existence of his older brother, but Mumma is finally getting her grove back and it’s started with my fitness…or lack there of.
For the past couple of weeks I’ve been tipping my toe back into the gym-osphere and let me tell you it’s with all the grace of a drunken dockworker.
I will make this VERY clear.
I am not trying to get my ‘old body’ back.
I don’t want it.
I am not the person I was pre-babies (thank goodness) and this ‘home’ of mine is a little more lived in. Having had two little people get their life through me sure moves the furniture around my friends, but I’ll be dammed if I’m going to let the fear of judgment or comparison get in my way. However in saying that, an arthritic knee, a dodgy pelvis and a shoulder that ‘clinks’ these days might slow me down a little.
The point is I’m back and it’s so far from ideal that it’s comical but it feels exciting to be doing something for me, and it got me thinking about YOU.
Are you still stuck under the guilt – ‘waiting for things to be perfect’ – harbouring a ‘fear of looking foolish’ – or dealing with a case of ‘I’ll do it when…….’ ?
Are you letting fear rule the show?
Are you a slave to perfectionism?
If perfectionism and the desire to wait until everything looks a certain way before diving in, turning up or saying yes is keeping you stuck then it’s actually not serving any other purpose but stifling you and holding you back.
According to Brenè Brown hiding behind perfectionism comes from an intense fear that the world will see you as you really are.
I’m going to put my hand up and say that I actually caught a thought where I toyed with the notion that maybe I should attempt to ‘loose the weight’ and regain my fitness on my own before I go to a gym and let anyone actually see me.
That sounds like a really awful and shaming way to spend my time.
No-one puts baby in the corner.
So instead I changed the barometer.
What if we replaced the desire to be perfect with happy?
‘Does this make me HAPPY?’
‘Will this bring me JOY?’
If the answer is yes then who am I or Marie Kondo to get in your way. If something is going to put a smile on your dial then to hell with what anyone else thinks.
Don’t wait for things to be perfect to start.
It’s ok to wobble and jiggle around in your life (or in the gym).
You deserve happiness, joy and if you’re worrying about how that might appear to other people?
Chances are they’re too busy worrying about looking foolish or wobbly themselves because if it will make you feel good it shouldn’t matter what anyone else thinks.
LET YOUR HAPPINESS BE LOUDER THAN YOUR FEARS.
Lead by example and show up in the world as who you really are. There’s nothing more beautiful than that.
Now if you need me, I’ll be over here taking my power back, dropping it like it’s hot or at least moderately warm and not caring what it looks like as long as I’m happy.
Hope to see you there sweet pea, hope to see you there.