Warning: I’m about to get a lil philosophical on y’all.
I’m currently laying (in an incredibly uncomfortable position) on my concrete porch that’s not so much a porch as it is something between a walkway and a ledge. I’m enjoying this beautiful 87 degree night, trying not to think about how I had to start my fast 30 minutes late because #atlantatraffic sucks. Thinking a lot about inspiration and change and growth, and how much all of that actually matters in the grand scheme of things. The fact that I started my fast late today, or how annoyingly bored I was at work, or how long I sat in traffic, or any of the other stuff that didn’t go 100% right today doesn’t. even. matter. In 5 years, when I look in the mirror, and when I think back on this point of “change” in my life, I won’t remember the traffic or the boring day at work or the fast being ill-timed; I’ll (hopefully) see a better, stronger version of myself. I’ll (hopefully) laugh at the small struggles. I’ll (hopefully) see this, all of it: the boring, the slow, the ill-timed life shit, as the means to get me where I wanted to be. Waking up, doing the life stuff on repeat everyday, might not be incredibly interesting (and can often be infuriating, dumb, annoying, etc), but the macros are important. Macros, in this sense, meaning the bigger picture. I hope when I look back, I see the bigger picture, and I see my growth physically, mentally, and emotionally. I hope I start to see myself as my inspiration. At the end of this weird day, I’m still hella proud of myself. This, today, yesterday, tomorrow, is my renaissance. #ketolife #ketodiet #ketosis #ketogenicdiet #workout #fit #fitfam #keto #ketogenic #inspiration #growth