RIP Another Swimsuit

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Alright, today isn’t a just a journey journal entry. I’ve had this on my mind and want to share, and hopefully encourage you along the way. I’m talking to myself as much as to you today too. Words I can come back to and remind myself “you already know this, so just do it.”
You ever wake up in the morning and think, “I’m so mad at myself for [insert whatever regret] yesterday.” I know you have. Mad you didn’t do something you wanted to, mad you did something you didn’t want to, mad you stayed up too late or ate something that is now knocking on your esophagus reminding you that age-related reflux is real. Yeah, me too. Now tell me, you ever woke up mad about eating a salad the day before, or mad about going for a walk? Barring some pretty extreme what-ifs, I’m pretty sure you have not.
So why are you fighting it today? It’s alright to live for the day sometimes, to be in the moment and act and respond with immediate gratification. But most of your days should be spent living for tomorrow. Tomorrow, you aren’t going to be mad you had a salad, or that you turned down dessert, or that you went for a walk instead of scrolling endlessly through Facebook. When you live for the day, each second that passes means you just lived for the past. How many more tomorrows do you want? Live for those. Don’t live for today’s instant pleasures, live for tomorrow’s hidden treasures.
Let me tell you (and me), waking up with regret is a good way to spoil your tomorrows, too. When you make a decision and think, “I’m going to regret this tomorrow,” realize just what that means. You’re making a conscious decision, nay, a conscious -effort- to ruin your tomorrow. Ain’t no sense in that. Live. For. Tomorrow.
Woke up late and got to the gym late but I got my pool swim and workout in! I actually got way too much of it in because I forgot my headphones today and spent the entire time talking instead of counting my reps. My calves and thighs have informed me that I went well over my standard count. I had to continuously adjust my swim shorts today because they kept falling down. These salad weeks have kicked my bloat to the curb, man. It’s time to retire them. And judging by how bad this top is looking and there being no room left to adjust it down, I’m retiring it today as well. Farewell, my friends. I’ll keep the shorts around for the day I can post a picture of me wearing them as a jumper. I snapped this second pic down below while I was in the pool to send to my husband since I wasn’t going to be home before he had to go to work, and I noticed my shoulder when I looked back at it. Whaaaat! What is this definition! Exciiiiiiiting!
My afternoon plans are to enjoy time with my kiddo and get my blog up to date. And more coloring so I can finally finish my inspiration wall that keeps getting deprioritized. Happy Fridayyy! Whatever you face, just remember to make decisions for tomorrow you, not today’s you. Love y’all!




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