I know it's hard these days to have hope, there is so much that is crazy in the world.
It's easy to reach for what is comfortable.
But the easy path teaches us nothing.
Who we are always matters. Our integrity always matters.
Even if life gets harder.
As I ponder the crazy things in the world, it wears down on me. I have to take it all in in doses.
It would be easy to think, why would a 60 year old woman like me matter?
I'm a nobody. I get that. I'm fine with that. Because I know I'm somebody to the small handful of people around me.
It's good to know I'm also a nobody, because pretty much nobody cares about the mistakes I make taking risks to live a more purposeful life, or that it's hard for me to execute the small power list compared to a younger person, or someone of any age without all the physical and mental issues I still must overcome.
And I'm somebody to me. I need to know I lived out my purpose, and I cared and loved the people around me, and my community so deeply, with the truth I know in my own heart, that nothing else matters.
So yes, what I eat and how much still matters today.
What I did all week to make my body strong for the Sheriff detail Randy and I will work tonight matters.
The rest and recovery so that my body and mind can be strong for tonight matters.
Even if no one knows the amount of effort it takes on my part, to be ready. Not as a young person any more, but a 60 year old women who strives to be her best in spite of it all.
So yes, I will keep fighting the good fight.
I won't feel like it tomorrow, but I will get up and take my pictures in the My TransPhormation App, just like I ask others to do.
Ignoring the others who think this is vain, and they don't know my life or what it takes to maintain my health, or all the roles I play to the various people in my life.
Knowing I will take these pictures helps me stay accountable with my food intake.
I won't win a prize for maintaining my health.
I might win the $50k if I let myself go and used all the hardships in my life as an excuse that I can't maintain anymore. And then put in all the effort to lose the weight and gain my health back. But that is not me.
I will keep going, like a rock, day after day, year after year.
It doesn't mean I'm perfect at it. My people know, I told them I ate a peice of pumpkin pie Monday morning for breakfast. I don't even know why I did it. It was there. It tasted great. I don't regret it. It took me all week to get my groove back. The whole time giving up had a huge tug on me.
The battle is every day.
I love to have my coffee in the morning and look out at the new day.
The battle is new today. The blessing is new today.
The only goal is to execute my power list and feel good when I look in the mirror tonight. That I did the right things. That I didn't take the easy path. I did exactly what my purpose was with laser focus.
Does anyone else understand, that the easy path doesn't teach us anything?
And that all you have to do is put one foot in front of the other, at your own pace, with laser focus?