Lots of people say that you should celebrate little victories. The idea behind it is definitely valid, but like everything it’s not always easy to do.
Any time I have a little victory like working out in the hotel gym after 8 hours on the road, all I can think of is how many times I didn’t do a workout.
I feel good while I’m doing it, I feel cool, like hey I’m pushing, I’m doing this thing, and it’s awesome!
That feeling doesn’t last long however. I soon begin to feel foolish, or like I’m trying to fool myself or the people I imagine watch me go into the workout room.
Who am I fooling? It’s not like I workout all the time, I go in spurts. I workout for two months then stop for a year. It’s just a trend, it won’t last, why are you trying, you know it’s not gonna work.
This is about the most negative I get with myself, I’m not generally a negative person but working out away from home just makes me feel like I’m pretending.
Imposter syndrome can be a part of having adhd, and nothing makes me feel like an imposter more than working out away from home. It’s truly a bizzare feeling, and I know it’s ridiculous and I need to not think about it. It’s just hard sometimes.
Even with this get fit journey, part of me feels like it’s only temporary. Will I look back at this in a year and think “damn if I had only kept going imagine what I would be like now” or will it finally be “wow I can’t believe how much I accomplished in a year!”
Today I drove 8 hours, stopped at 830, had dinner, and at 11pm did my burpees and 30 minutes on a treadmill.
I am going to celebrate that small victory.
Rachel Finally Gets Fit 