Forgive yourself first
The holiday season is about forgiveness. We forgive those who have wronged us and apologize to those we have wronged. We learn to accept the pesky annoyances of our family and friends and love them despite and because of those imperfections.
But wait! How about you? Have you forgiven yourself for gaining those ten (or twenty, thirty or forty) pounds? Have you let go of the fact that you’ve neglected a regular exercise program these past twelve months? Are you over the reality that you can no longer fit into your size twelve pants?
If you’re still holding on to your imperfections and all of the ways you’ve “wronged” yourself…STOP! Let go! Forgive yourself and move on!
Why is it we’re so quick to smile and forgive others but have the toughest time making amends with ourselves? Understand this—if you’re holding a grudge against yourself, you’ll never (EVER!) be in the position to improve. It’s like the boss whose idea of effective management is by way of belittling his staff. Does he ever achieve a team that goes above and beyond the call of duty? Is he respected? Do they want to do the best possible job, so as not to disappoint him? Or do they merely put in their time, punch out at the end of the day and go home?
If you manage yourself by way of negative self-talk, name-calling and self-pity, you’d be better off slapping yourself in the face. It will do far less damage!
Each and every time you put yourself down (either out loud or in your head), it doesn’t just end there—evaporating like fog on a window. You actually plant a seed in your brain that you are in fact every bad word you called yourself. Fat, ugly, weak, unworthy. In other words, you become that person! You didn’t start out that person, you talked yourself right into it!
This holiday season, before making amends with anyone else…forgive yourself. Before even attempting a new exercise regimen, let go of your year-long period of couch potatoness. It doesn’t matter now.
Start with a clean slate. Embrace your now size fourteen (or sixteen, eighteen, or twenty). Love the skin you’re in, because it only gets better.
Laugh at your pesky imperfections—such as your undying love for Lucky Charms or your addiction to smoked cheddar cheese (OK…those are just two of my pesky imperfections).
Now you’re ready to begin the journey towards self-improvement—but this time with results you can see in the mirror and feel deep down inside.
Happy New Year my friends!