Excuses, self-pity and sympathy are all very nice, comfortable and stupid things. They’re vehicles that make us believe we’ve overcome an issue when we’ve in fact only made it worse. Most people in this world don’t have what they want; materialistically, physically, mentally or spiritually. Now I would argue that that’s mainly because they’re scared. Scared of their own greatness and of the risk of failure.
In order to not have to deal with the fact that they don’t have what they want, and that they’re too scared to get it they use excuses. Hoping that these excuses will be accepted by the people around them so they can sympathise.
Excuses are like peeing in your pants: nice and warm at first but then it gets cold and soggy.
“He who is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else” Benjamin Franklin
Excuses will give you the sympathy of your peers but triumph will give you their respect. Don’t think that anyone who’s ever done something hasn’t experienced setbacks or been unmotivated at times. They have, but they haven’t used excuses to get sympathy, in stead they’ve taken responsibility of their own lives and gotten what they wanted.
Reality is that life might deal you with some rough cards but unless you make a good hand out of those rough cards no-one cares. Because at the end of the day you’re all you have to show and excuses aren’t as pretty as a good physique or an accomplished goal.
I hope that you’ve realised or realise that you and only you are in charge of your life. It’s your life so you choose exactly how you want to live it, just know that you’re the one to make it happen.
I was taught this by my dad at a relatively young age. One day I was talking to him about school, sort of whining about some homework I had when he looked at me and told me “you’re at a wonderful age. Right now you have the power to choose exactly what you want to. What and who you want to be.”. This really resonated with me. You see at the time I would have excuses for everything. If I hadn’t done my homework it would be my teachers fault for not telling me. If I didn’t look the way I wanted, it would be the fault of everyone else for feeding me the wrong food. I didn’t realise that it was only me who was in charge of where I was going, and only me who would suffer the consequences of my choices.
I sincerely hope that this resonates with you too as it is one of the most valuable lessons I’ve ever learned.
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Yours truly, The Fitness Motivator