May 16, 2013 13:54
I had a bit of a "Eureka!" moment this morning. I was lying in bed, thinking about getting up to maybe do some exercise - exercise is 90% mental, right? Anyway, I lay there wondering why I couldn't get my butt out of bed to do an exercise DVD and it suddenly struck me...
I know all about responsibility. I'm a mother. I'm a pet owner. I have a husband. So, responsibility, that's something that I do every day. All the things I do to make sure those I love are protected and happy. And it came to me this morning that, over the last 18 or so years, I haven't been taking responsibility for myself.
Was that a lightning bolt moment, or what?
Of course, by the time that lightning bolt fried all my existing preconceptions about myself, it was way too late to get up and do exercise - it was almost way too late for breakfast, if I'm honest. But I'm considering today as a new beginning. One where I actually start taking responsibility for my own choices. There will be no more "the chocolate bar just sat there looking at me, whimpering my name and begging me to eat it.." moments. There will be no more, "I'll exercise tomorrow - I've still got plenty of time..."
I'm not saying it will happen overnight, this new "take-charge-of-myself" person. But it WILL happen; you have my word on it.
And I do take responsibility for my promises.