Unstick Your Self

STUCK.  Ooohhh, I know stuck.  I've spent a LOT of time in that dry county.  Stuck as stuck can be. That dull and frustrating place is what Dr. Seuss calls "The Waiting Place" in one of my favorite books, Oh, the Places You'll Go!  I have spent plenty of time there in my life.  As a matter of fact, I was there earlier this week.  And as another matter of fact, I am currently loitering around the entrance right now, as I procrastinate about confessing my earlier stuck behavior here...*sigh*

Okay, I suppose it is high time I get my Self unstuck and start walking my talk, right??  Gulp.  Here goes.

Well, you see, a couple of weeks ago, I signed up to participate in an online holiday fitness challenge.  Pick your workout, stay accountable to a coach and the other group members on a private Facebook group page, cheer each other on.  Great stuff!  And just what I need to help me change some lingering, less-than-stellar habits regarding my nutrition and exercise.  Start date was Monday of this week.


After skipping my first two days of workouts this week, I kind of went into a tailspin and decided it was high time I reflected on what my problem was. (*Note the past tense!  Over now.  Happy Dance!)

However, for those couple of days, more than being jaded or afraid of failure/success (though those were present, too), I realized I was having a security issue.  I have come back to this feeling again and again.  Usually, I only regress and repad the tire around my middle when I need security.  When I'm stressed, obviously but also when I'm avoiding things or when I'm stuck in some (highly irritating) way.

The reasons seem to be somewhat different each time but this time, I am pretty sure it was about stepping up my game, all the way around, inside AND out.  My body and looks are sort of a final frontier for me!  I was always the smart girl, never the pretty girl.  It was only recently that I started to really feel like I could be BOTH.  What a concept, right??
Actually, the Beauty + Brains topic could fill another post all by itself but, it got me thinking that stepping into this pretty girl skin could be a lot of great things for me, but also a lot of scary things!  New things.  Things I'm not well versed in.  Things I need to learn about!  Like how would I reconcile the smart with the pretty all of a sudden?
To add a complication, I'm sure I'm also afraid of entering a new romantic relationship.  It's been awhile since I've been with someone long term.  It took me a long time to recover from my first marriage and subsequent rebound affair.  I don't want to make the same mistakes again.  So, the tire, in my mind, keeps that possibility of a serious relationship at a very safe arms length.

Yeah, I am sure this is the bigger, deeper problem for me.  So, as always, I am jumping in with both feet and taking my chances!!!  I've never blinked at risk before so I'm not letting my subconscious sabotage me now, when my mind is so set on living my best life on every other level.


As my fantabulous Rock Star Weight Loss Coach, Therese Lean-Smith says, "Our weight allows us to make excuses for not going out there and getting all we deserve."  She also reminded me that feeling the fear and doing it anyway, owning my pretty side and doing everything in my power to be beautiful both inside and out is going to turbocharge my life in ways I didn't even know existed.  Plus, she reminded me that "having the courage to bust through my fears could be very inspirational and motivational" for others.  I could not have said it better my Self, Therese.

Yeah, it took awhile to dawn on me that a sense of security must be what is keeping me very well padded... in so many ways.

However, I have spent waaaaay too long holding back because of fear in my life, so I now make a point of stepping through it as soon as I recognize it for the beast it really is!  And I know that I will be a supernova turbocharged Tasmanian shedevil (in the best possible sense, of course) once I've squashed this stubborn fear.

The Result?

Yesterday, I blasted through CardioX with a huge grin on my face.  That felt AWESOME!  Oh yeah, I am back on the train.  And this time, that train is not stopping until it arrives at Brains + Beauty Station.

How about you?  Can you recognize when you are feeling stuck?

If so, how do you handle your stuckness?

Do you sit there in the dreaded Waiting Place and wallow in it, or do you dig deep and find the cause of what is holding you back?

Once you find that root, how do you yank it up to the surface, show it who's boss and show it the door?

No idea?  Want ideas?  NEED ideas?  Call me.  I know stuck.