How bad do you want it?



"For what it's worth, it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over." 
- F. Scott Fitzgerald

   A friend recently reminded me of a lunch meeting we had many years ago with a personal trainer. I was at the very beginning of my weight loss and was needing some direction on how to get started. He went over what he thought was the best approach which included joining a fitness class or purchasing a gym membership, hiring a personal trainer and completely revamping my diet. I replied to his advice with every reason and road block that would prevent me from doing any of those things.

- "I don't have time." 
- "I can't afford a personal trainer." 
- "I don't like healthy food."

   I gave him excuse after excuse as to why it wouldn't work for me. I needed something easier. It was apparent he'd heard all of my excuses before. The look on his face showed absolutely no pity or compassion for my situation. I could literally feel myself getting angry at him for not being more understanding. When I finally got through my list of excuses, he looked me dead in the face and told me the real problem was that I didn't want it bad enough. 

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   While I didn't agree with him then.. I see now he was right. I was so comfortable living uncomfortably that I didn't want to put in the effort it required to look and feel the way I wanted. The thought of change made me more uncomfortable than being overweight ever did.

   It took me a few months and a lot of self-evaluation before I finally took his advice. I started by changing my diet and walking. Before long that wasn't enough to satisfy me so I picked up a twice weekly fitness class. A couple months later, I hired a personal trainer and started long distance running.
   Over 100lbs and five years later I'm on the other side of the table. Listening to the same story I told him. Seeing the same look of fear and uncertainty on the face of my clients.  "Where do I start?".

Well, how bad do you want it?

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