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Losing weight will not free you from having bad days.  Lifting is not the key to a stress-free life, and cardio is not a way to run from your problems.

As harsh as it sounds, bad days will always be a part of your life. 

So to use the fact that you are having a bad day to derail your progress is, well, a bad idea.

If your child has a bad morning, do you tell them to blow off the day of school as they grab their backpack and exit your car?

Can the preacher just skip his Sunday morning sermon because things just didn’t go his way?

Is it a good idea to call in sick from work for a week after breaking up with someone?

No. 

Because we still have to function. 

Even on the worst of days, bills must be paid, housework must be done, and life must go on.

Yet so many people use the fact that their life isn’t the way they want it to be to skip exercise, neglect their diet, and let their gym membership lapse.

People, listen here!  Your life not being the way you want it to is not a free pass from diet and exercise.  It’s all the more reason to get your booty in the gym.

Put a one year stamp on this one.  (Usually I use a ten year stamp.)

One year from now, will you be glad you let your problems get in the way of your goals?  Will it have helped anything?  Will your life be better because, yet again, you failed to realize the importance of making a plan and sticking with it?

I can have a bad day and eat clean food.

I can have a bad day and lift. 

I can have a bad day and run.

Using a bad day or the fact that your life is just not the way you want it to be is simply not acceptable. 

It took me two years to get my weight off.  If you think I had 730 days in a row of problem-free days, you would be wrong.  Oh, and there was a leap year in there.  Make that 731 days.  No.  I did not have 731 trouble free days. 

In fact, I endured a break-up and the death of both of my dad’s parents during that time.

And you remember, I told you that I would go to the bookstore every Friday night to look at the muscle magazines.  That wasn’t for fun.  That was because I had no other plans.

But you know what?  It takes a bad day to appreciate a good one.

I appreciate the joy of a size 8, because I know the heartache of a size 26.

I appreciate the thrill of going to shows like the Europa, because I know the loneliness of just reading about them on a Friday night.

I appreciate the hilarity of someone calling me a hot soccer mom, because I know the embarrassment of someone telling my sons their mom is fat.

Bad says multiply future joy.

Letting a bad day derail you today?  This day.  This very day is the reason you will understand, grasp, and appreciate your future good days.

My life is so good now that I would go back and relive every bad day I ever had just to get here again.  It’s THAT worth it.

Grab your bad day and head to the gym.  Run to your future.

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