Me: My day was particularly uneventful. I’m tired of these breakouts, though.
Mom: Have you been using your cream?
Me: Well I’ve stopped because I feel like nothing has made it improve drastically. I felt like it wasn’t really doing me too much good.
Mom: Oh, okay. Well I understand.
Me: I just need to stop eating junk. Everytime I eat junk food, it shows up on my face the next day. I feel like a prisoner to vegetables. I don’t wanna be a prisoner!
Mom: Yeah…you are.
Me: Ugh. Well, I’m gonna get ready for bed.
Mom: Oh good, then I guess you won’t be needing that cake I brought for you.
Me: Oh, no. Give me the cake.
Mom: You just gave me your speech about how you were gonna do better…I figured you wouldn’t want it.
Me: Where’s the cake!?
And I ate it. And it was good. And two minutes later I started having acid reflux. Totally not worth it.
I think we’ve all been here. We recognize that we need to change what we’re doing to get our desired results; however, we seem to be unwilling to make the necessary sacrifices.
In my defense, I’m just now coming into this whole adult thing. The longer I’m here, the more I realize that something’s gotta give. I can’t have my cake and eat it too, pun intended. I have realized more than ever that the things I want to accomplish are going to cause me to have to sacrifice. Life has been mostly fun and games (and several tears, but that’s neither here nor there) up until this point, but it’s starting to get real. That “hey, you’re not in college anymore so you can’t screw around with life all the time” lightbulb has gone off, ladies and gents.
I have been hesitant to go to the “next level” because I have been unwilling to sacrifice. I want to be able to hang out all the time, and party like it’s 1999, but still have enough energy to make it through the day and get serious workouts in. I know good and well that this isn’t possible (for me), but I lived in denial. I want to eat out four times a week and still save money. I have wanted a life of leisure and folly with all the spoils of a life of zeal and discipline.
It’s almost embarassing to reveal this about myself, but, hey, I’m not perfect. And I know I’m not the only one. We all have something(s) that we want out of life. What we don’t all have is the willingness to sacrifice in order to get those things.
So right now, check yourself. What have you been BS-ing with yourself about? Are you really ready to make that sacrifice? It ain’t always pretty. I’ve finally decided. Have you?