You know that saying, “There’s no crying in baseball”? I don’t know if they ever tried to lose 100 pounds and keep it off (I’m batting at an 85% success rate right now 😂).
There is all kinds of crying along the way. Tears of frustration. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. Tears of passion. Tears for the tears.
Sweet baby Jesus!
For a long time, I thought the tears were telltale signs that I wasn’t strong enough. I thought I needed to toughen up. However, the journey has taught me that tears are signs of strength, especially when you learn to push through and JUST DO IT. Cry AND go the gym. Cry AND eat the kale. Cry AND keep pushing.
It is okay to release those emotions along whatever journey you’re facing, too. You have to. You NEED to. And as soon as you wipe your eyes, refocus on the goal. Don’t drown in your tears. Do your best breast stroke and move forward.
Tears make you tough!
Thank you got encouragement to begin my fitness journey again.