The past couple of weeks have been rough for me.
I stopped doing all the good things that I was doing for my body.
It started with a bad run and went downhill from there.
The first bad run seriously undercut my confidence. All of the sudden, I didn’t believe in my body.
As soon as I lost confidence in my running, the one thing that always restored my confidence, I lost confidence in myself.
I stopped treating my body right.
I wasn’t eating as many vegetables (read: ANY).
I was running, but I wasn’t enjoying it. I wasn’t pushing myself.
I wasn’t lifting weights.
I was turning into myself. I didn’t wanted to talk to anyone.
I felt like I was trapped in a vortex, powerless to stop the downward trend.
I’m not powerless anymore though. I just had to figure out how to believe it.
I can’t spend my whole life trying to figure out how to believe in myself so I had to come up with a game plan on what to do in the meantime.
Today, pretending will be hard.
Tomorrow, it will be easier.
Eventually, I won’t be pretending.