I thought about what helpful fitness blog I can post today, what tips and tricks I can come up with for you guys. I have a vague weekly outline on the category I write about each day, sometimes I follow it, sometimes I don't. Today's one of those days where I'll go unplanned, this isn't prewritten. I don't really know exactly what my mind will end up telling my fingers to type. I thought about writing a really good fitness blog to end the week, this week I've had the most eyes on my site EVER, and I wanted to keep those viewers intrigued. Oh well, Friday's have the least amount of viewers anyway. I also thought about a catchy title that would lure people (or trick people) into clicking and reading today. Then I thought about just naming it 'Reflections' because if my minds going where I think it's going, I'll probably be sharing a lot of my reflections today, but then I thought that's too sweet.. or just corny.
Fake it 'till you make it sounds like the theme in my life the last 8 months. Not to say that things aren't going well. I aspire to do so many great things with my fitness passion. I want to reach people who didn't know they needed help. I want to contact people who have been waiting for an opportunity like the one I have to share. I want to change peoples lives by giving them the tools to make health and fitness a lifestyle -- not a quick fix. I want to help eliminate the desire for detox teas, wraps, crash dieting, and help people understand that's not the way to a healthier life. I think at this point in time there are three things that irritate me about the health and fitness world: 1) When people bitch about being overweight or unhealthy but then say they just don't have time or money to invest. 2) When people bitch about being overweight or unhealthy but they "don't have the motivation" to workout each day. 3) The popularity of the quick fixes you all have heard me rant about.
I may stay home and "blog" each day, or so you all may think that's all I do, I promise I'm not sitting here sucking my thumb. But seriously, by the end of the day I'm DRAINED. I've probably spoken with a least three people that have raised my blood pressure due to one of the three responses above. For me, I believe it's important that I hear those things, because I'm learning how to respond to it, and in the long run it's helping me figure out how I can change the way those responses make me feel. At least I realize it, right?
It's my goal to help people see that those three responses have counters, and if you really did want to work on your health you wouldn't be responding or participating in one of those three irritating ways. I think the biggest growth I am starting to accomplish is pushing to help those people, instead of taking the easy route and sticking to the people that know they need help, are motivated to get healthy, and will stick with it, with or without my constant accountability check in's and reminders. Because ultimately, that's what I'm here for. It's my job to be that person that inspires you to workout each day. It's my job to make sure your ass is out of bed at 6:00 am to workout before your "busy" day starts. So for now, I'm faking the fact that it doesn't make me roll my eyes when I hear those responses. Eventually, I won't be bothered by any of those responses and I'll be an expert in convincing those people, who don't know it yet, that they need to live healthier.
*Side note, see how I said I won't be bothered, and I will be an expert? Yah, that's been my growth over the last six months. I'm done hoping something will happen, or wishing for my dreams, they're going to happen because I'm going to make damn sure I work my ass of for them, and by God's will they will happen or something else he has planned for me will happen instead. Changing the way I speak about my goals and how I think of them in my head was definitely a fake it till I make it situation. I kept saying it that way, and if I ever slipped up and said (or thought) "I hope" I would intentionally stop myself and say "No, I don't hope, know this is going to happen, this will happen, it's happening." And eventually, in practicing this, my mindset has switch to a more go getter attitude and I now fully believe that these awesome goals of mine are coming true because I faked it until it became a reality.
In July we had a coach conference called Summit where 25,000 coaches went to Nashville. The top ranked coaches got special seating and we all walked around with name tags that had our rank pinned to the lanyard. So, I've only been doing this for 8 months, which isn't meant as an excuse, I know I can be further along, but my rank wasn't anything special at this conference. I gawked at the girls who were ranked 5 star diamond (high rank) and envisioned myself there in less than a year. I totally faked it at this conference, and I'm continuing to pretend that I am the CEO of this huge business and I'm ranked 15 star. I was walking around Nashville like I was a 2 star diamond, like I was important, like I was confident but not cocky, like I had a lot to learn but I was already pretty successful. I even found a diamond rank tag that a poor soul had dropped on the ground and I proceeded to stick it on my lanyard and pretend it was mine, and that way my rank. Some may think this is lying, but really I was just tricking myself into this mindset of my business IS important, I AM successful, this IS going to work, I AM going to achieve the rank I desire.. & that is faking it until I make it.
Fake it till I make it means telling people I'm crushing it, which to them probably means I'm making tons of excess money, rocking the shit out of this at home business and living their dream life -- when in reality I'm getting there, it's just a slow steady incline, I haven't reached the top like my mind has. It's almost like my brain is at the top of this mountain shouting down at me like "hey, look at me up here, I'm a millionaire, living the life of my dreams, traveling, building orphanages in Africa, having beautiful babies, and speaking on stage at all these events, happily married blah blah blah," and I just smile at my mind and keep climbing.
I keep faking that everything in this business is pineapples and abs (my version of rainbows and butterflies) when in reality I have all this growth that I'm realizing needs to happen in myself, all these trainings that need to be done daily, all these people, coaches and clients, that need attention daily, people that need my help growing within themselves and I'm over here with dark circles, a long to-do list, and I haven't brushed my hair in three weeks.
Hard work. It takes hustle. It takes grind. It takes consistency. It takes patients.. and it doesn't over night, and it certainly doesn't happen for everyone because not everyone has what it takes. Not everyone can fake it till they make it.
I'm starting this new thing, where I don't use the word maybe, just like I hope or I wish. Like when you get invited to an event on Facebook and you can either say Going, Maybe, or Not going -- when people respond "maybe" I'm like pfft, how rude! It's like when you say not going, your obligated to post or message that person telling them that you're busy that day, but when you say maybe, you're not obligated to say anything and you're not committed, you just want an out if something better comes along. I'm focusing on committing to the things that I say I'm going to do. If I say I'm going to bible study, because I really truly do want to come, and then the time comes and I'm just so tired and would rather not change my clothes and shower, I'm still going. I made a commitment, I'm no longer making up excuses and being that person that says maybe. So anyway, this is going to get me somewhere, I don't know where, but it'll better me and my ability to make commitments.
If you've even read this rant this far, you are committed to my blogs. WOW, to think someone is really that intrigued by me, or interested in my life enough to read this, is incredibly flattering. The last thing I've been reflecting on is my relationship with God. I have the ability to stress myself the F out about money. It use to be me stressing about what other people thought of me and the unknown of the future. But now I'm able to hold a pineapple in a bikini and take a "candid" photo of myself and post it all over the internet, not giving a Sh** whose making fun of me. Anyway, back to the money. My biggest stressor. My biggest reason to lose sleep. My day to day thought process. How am I going to pay rent? How will I be able to go to this coaching event? I need to buy groceries, how much will it cost me? But the biggest realization I've made lately, the thing that I think I've finally settled on as a sigh of relief, is some how the money always comes. HE always provides. What is the point in stressing out about money when time and time again it has come just at the right time, in the right amounts and I always get by? What's the point? He provides food for the birds that fly free in the sky, he will provide for me. Money is the root of all evil. Don't let it take over your emotions and your thought process.
Work hard, pray hard, and fake it till you make it.