I’ve Been Inspired!
Hey, all! Long time, no see.
I’m excited. You see, I’ve been inspired. Last week, my little family and I went on vacation to the Outer Banks with my husband’s extended family, but right before we left I finished Girl, Wash Your Face by Rachel Hollis. And it left me so motivated.
The line that really stuck with me is where she talks about wanting to write a book and writes, “I decided to stop giving up… Just once, I thought, Just once I’d like to know what it’s like to finish!”
I mean, right?!
So during vacation, I mulled it over. I got myself pumped up and decided to just go for it. Just do the damn thing! (Have you seen The Bachelor? It makes me irrationally angry, but seems to work here.)
I immersed myself deep into vacation and had a blast. But decided that when it was over I was done making excuses. Saturday, our 8-9 hour drive home turned into 12 hours. With a 1 year old and a 2 year old in the car. We got home around 10pm.
Still, Sunday morning I made my way out of bed to a heated yoga class.
Monday, my husband joined me on a 21-day fix workout at 9pm.
And yesterday, despite being tired as all get out and just wanting to lay down during the kids’ naptime, I turned on Beachbody and owned AAA day in 80-Day Obsession.
I set my alarm for 6am today (after 6:30 baby wake-ups all vacation because of sunrise, this seems less hard) and actually rolled my butt outta bed to write and here I am.
Because Rachel Hollis is right. Nobody cares about your dreams as much as you do. YOU are in control of the work you put out.
I’ve read other light-a-fire books. Grace, Not Perfection most recently and You Are a Badass. Both were awesome books and got me jazzed. But this time, I don’t know. This time, I don’t want to look back. I’m 31 years old. I don’t want to spend my free time scrolling Facebook or Instagram posts I don’t care about.
So let’s raise our mugs of coffee (because, hello, it’s 7am and too early for whiskey or wine) and realize that it’s time to work for it! And let’s just do it!
Okay, my son is crying, back to reality. Buh-bye!