I bring it up because here I am, attempting to start blogging consistently again. Why did I stop? I don't know. Why did I stop working out? Why did I go back to screaming at my kids to "get their crap and get out the door now!!"? Why did I gain 15 pounds after I lost 55? Because life happened.
And life is going to continue to happen. I'm going to miss a workout. I'm going to get mad at my kids and eat my feelings (cookies) and get mad about eating my feelings, so I'll eat my feelings (fruit snacks) about eating my feelings.
But when I stop working out because I missed a workout, or stop writing because I missed one week of blogging, or "cheat" on my "food lifestyle," and say, "Well, I might as well eat everything I stopped eating because I can't stick with it anyway," then I am just sabotaging the hard work it took to accomplish all that I have already accomplished.
The advice in the Paleo World goes like this, "Don't let perfect be the enemy of good."
But it applies to so much more than just food.
If at first I don't blog, blog, blog again.
If at first I don't work out, wod, wod again.
If at first I yell at kids, be calm again.
If at first I eat cookies, eat broccoli again.
Funny how trying to be perfect makes me overweight, sad, angry with my kids, lazy, and a non-writer.
"Trying Again" may mean I am a failure, but it also makes me persistent, dedicated, disciplined, thinner, self-controlled, motivated, and more patient.
You can learn to be a failure too. It's better than being perfect.
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