Now There are NO Excuses!!

If it is important to you, you will find a way. If not, you'll find an excuse.

By Figure Competitor - Paula Hannah

Excuses

Excuses excuses….we got them and boy do we use them; no matter the situation or circumstances.  They are not restricted to age, gender or social status.  They are often used when a lie would be to “sinful” seemingly an excuse removes the element of guilt thus one will spew one at random without giving thought that a solution a resolve or answer which may well be within their reach…well if they were to look for such that is.   

I’m not merely speaking from observation but one guilty as charged.  You name it I had an excuse.  Why I was late, why I didn’t complete a task, why I spent too much money.  There are others but none seem to compare to the excuses I loaded up on as they pertained to my health and overall well-being.  I was overweight and that made me unhappy so I ate, then felt guilty so I ate then felt discussed so I ate, well you get the picture.  I was quick to use my past as an excuse, oddly enough a truth I could not deny yet keeping it at the forefront of my thinking only hindered my growth a revelation that came much later.  Regretfully holding fast to my excuses and mastering my use of them lead to my accepting my fate or what I had deemed to be my fate.  I’m overweight because ___________; I will never be able to because ____________.  My excuses soon lead to reasons why I could not or would not take the necessary actions to correct the conditions that were slowly taking the life out of me with each passing day. 

Having tired of my physical and mental state of being, I established some good habits in an attempt to turn what appeared to be a lost cause into one of hope and promise.  Only one problem; you guessed it…I had a new level of excuses.  My favorite of all times was my opting to skip out on going to the gym for fear of ruining my hair. How absurd that I would risk my health for hair but I did and to my surprise there were more like me.  When I think of it now it seems I had taken more comfort in not doing that I believed that preserving my hair would take focus off of what was staring me in the face every time I looked in the mirror.  It didn’t take much time to realize that my hair excuse was without merit and that no amount of hair spray was going to hold it all together for me.

So I let my hair down so to speak and with it I washed out the excuse of not having enough time, not having enough money, not knowing what to do while in the gym, not knowing what to eat.  Surprisingly enough in my parenting I tell my teen that we don’t bellyache about a situation and leave it to stew over and over and over but rather while you are looking at the can not’s we are also examining the can do.  It was time that I practiced what I preached.  Excuse – I don’t have time to work out, Resolve – what am I doing that’s taking up all of my time?  Excuse – I don’t know what to do when I get to the gym, Resolve – take a class, seek one who appears to know what they are doing or reach out to staff members, that why they are there.  Excuse – I don’t want to mess up my hair, Resolve – it’s just hair for crying out loud. Wrap it up, tie it back, buy a wig if need be.  I’d rather be healthy with bad hair versus casket sharp.