Image by Earthwatcher via FlickrThat's right, I'm a firm believer in keeping the schnoz to the grindstone.
Sticking to a goal and doing everything it takes to get it done, well, gets it done. I have to say though, that if dogged determination and continuous effort is the recipe for success, passion is the icing on the success cake.
Lame and confusing similes aside, kicking ass at losing weight or whatever my ambition happens to be is a lot more kick-ass if I'm passionate about it. Otherwise, it becomes a dull chore. I mean really, eating less and exercising more? Not really something a normal person gets jazzed about. Yet here I am, going on and on about it like it's the new porn or something. Saner folks in the room might wonder why.
It's the results, baby! Good and bad (results) are what excites me in this whole process.
I've come to know with relative certainty that what I've been doing and eating will ultimately move the scale one way or the other- or keep it the same. Five-hundred-plus days of personal change has taught me this. Every time I step on the scale or button my pants I receive confirmation of the effectiveness of what I've been doing or a reminder of what I should be doing. When the scale tips down I'm elated that my efforts have been effective; when it tips up, quick analysis and determination to turn things around. It's invigorating!
I had to become passionate about achieving my goals early- it's kept the day-to-day effort fresh and less chore-like. Every time I step on the scale that passion is renewed and my cake is getting a little more iced. My just desserts is almost ready (wow- that sounded a lot better in my head).
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You have something most people lack and that is admirable!