Work, family, friends, chores, house, car, kids, soccer, the daycare fundraiser, that costume you said you would mend for your daughter; there are a million and one things on your to do list.
I get it. I’m a mom. I own my own business (a couple of them, actually). I have a kid and a husband who are always battling for my attention. So, to find some time for myself is next to impossible.
I have felt the guilt of not having worked out in months. I have looked down at my body and thought, “If only I had more time, I could actually maybe not hate the way I look.”
It must be some fucked up societal thing because as women, we have been engrained to think that if we put ourselves first, it makes us selfish (and that’s a bad thing).
Welp, I’m calling bullshit on the whole idea.
When you actually sit down to think about it, every uber successful person you know about, put health as a top priority. Richard Branson doesn’t feel ashamed doing it. Steve Jobs didn’t worry that his early morning yoga practice was hindering iPod sales. He fucking knew that if he didn’t down dog 20 minutes a day, that he would be less productive, less creative and more likely to get sick (and ain’t nobody got time for that!)
So what are YOU doing?
Why aren’t you number fucking one on that lengthy to do list of yours?
Why don’t you deserve top billing in your own goddamn life?
And yes I’m talking to YOU directly. YOU who are reading this and thinking that I don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about. YOU who is listing the reasons right frickin now, in your head about why you aren’t putting yourself first.
Look. I’m not going to push you into doing something you’re not comfortable doing. I’m not. It’s not my deal.
You have to want it for yourself.
But why don’t you?
Honestly. Seriously. Think about it.
Why don’t you think you deserve it? Why don’t you think that you are worth 30-60 minutes a day to put some work into getting healthy and learning to get over all these goddamn societal pressures and learn to love yourself?
Well, I did.
I have put myself at the top of my to do list. And let me tell you, ladies and gents, it’s goddamn liberating. And I can tell you with absolute certainty that I am a better person for it.
I am a better mom. A better wife. A better daughter. A better business woman.
I am happier. I am stronger. I stand up taller. I have more confidence and I have the voice and strength to say, “You deserve this, motherfucker.”
So, here’s the sales pitch.
I challenge you to take 21 days in the month of February to stop worrying about your valentine and start focusing on Y.O.U.
Starting February 8th, I want you in my Facebook group learning how to love yourself enough to live a healthy lifestyle. We will be focusing on throwing away the distractions, junk food, junk people and opening our minds and bodies to healthy influences. I will be giving daily challenges (don’t worry, they’re short) that will have you sweating out the toxins and letting in the self-love (no, not that kind of self-love, perv).
Stop waiting for the time to be right and start living your life. You will be so glad that you did.