The thrill of deadline-associated anxiety, the agony of coming up short at the finish; if I've learned nothing else these past 306 days I've learned that disappointment is an unavoidable fact of life... and that means absolutely nothing if your goals are just, your methods are sure, and you take massive, focused action toward reaching those goals.
Deadlines come and go- and that was the case this past Thursday. I stated a goal of losing 15 pounds back in February and well, Thursday came and I was more than half a pound off of reaching that goal. Did I tuck-tail and drag-ass back home to kick the dog and scarf pie? Oh hell no! I merely thought about it as I went about my workout. I even added another five pound of weight to each of my sets. C'mon, kick my dog? Truth is I like that pathetic little waste of fur. Besides, we named her "Karma" and I really don't need to have a little kick out of frustration coming back to bite me in the tuckus.
So like I said; I worked out my disappointment in the gym and went about life committed to hitting my big goal (150 lbs. by 6/6/2008). I still did the things I normally do and had a pretty good day; kind to Karma and free of pie.
Well yesterday, a day after my goal day, I went back to the gym and stepped onto the scale. I hit the goal weight- though just barely. A day late but better than never.
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Steve v4.6, way to go mate, top stuff! I've only just come across your blog and I can see you're nearly at your target!
Nice one, you certainly don't need any encouraging words from me, so I'll just wish you good luck and be on my way.
You hit your goal! That is what counts, further more, you kept your mind positive. Congratulations.