So I have a little confession. I had a major meltdown last week prior to going on our mini vacation. Why…because I stopped believing in myself. I let evil in and pushed aside my happiness for wanting to be perfect.
We all have goals, a feeling of how things SHOULD be in our life. Standards are set day in and day out by the media, our family and the judgment of others that are NOT REAL.
Self-doubt starts flowing in, builds-up and gains momentum.
“I can’t do this.”
“I am not good enough.”
“What if I fail?”
“I will be happy when I get those abs.”
It’s easy to get sucked into the idea that perfection means flawless, faultless, best, exemplary, absolute.
In reality, perfection is a myth, a trap, a lie and unachievable.
Perfectionism is the fear of NOT being dressed up enough. It makes life an endless report card on accomplishments or looks, which in turn puts you on a fast track to unhappiness.
A client once said to me that “perfection is not possible in this world, but to be perfect is to always strive to do ones best with God’s help, gracefully accepting your success and humbly accepting your failures”…Father Grant.
None of us are without our flaws. Our faults make us who we are. The lovable, crazy, big hair bundle of stubbornness and contradictions people fall in love with. It’s learning to accept these imperfections and finding those hidden gifts within them. This will lead to peace and certainty and the freedom to be who we are.
So ditch the myth and start chasing you!
A. Front Squats
(every 2 minutes)
B. Open 14.5
Bar facing burpees