First, I asked my friend and fellow blogger Dre' from ThirtyStory to write a post on what motivates her to continue the healthy eating journey when it is such a struggle. She wrote this post, and one of her answers really surprised me. She said, "I always envision a future me."
I had never really thought of my future self as motivation, but it works. I do want to be healthy when I am an old lady. I know that when I am old, the extra weight will compound the normal issues that come with aging. Plus, I just don't want my whole life to be about being overweight and struggling to lose pounds. I want my life to be about more than that.
| Here's a picture of Amie's time capsule stuff. |
My friend Abby wrote on her card about my weight struggle. She wrote that she has confidence that I will be able to lose100 pounds and keep it off (I don't think she knew that I'd be reading these cards before they were buried). Gosh, isn't that a wonderful vision of the future?
I mean, it's not like I never think about the future. It's just usually limited to thoughts of next week, next month, next year. But 30 years? I've honestly never thought about what I will be like when I'm in my 60s. Have you? If not, maybe you should spend some time thinking about your future. What do you want to see happen in the next year or in the next 30 years? And how can you get started on that stuff now?
Oh man! I love this post! And no, I did not think of anyone reading what I wrote until 30 years from now. I just had this vision of our silver-haired selves standing around, kind of like a funeral, only the opposite, and me standing quietly, reading my little green card to myself and smiling to you... Oh my! Did you read -all- of it? Oh my.
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It never occurred to me, but I will totally be gray-haired in 60 years! I'm really bad at envisioning this future.
DeleteAmie read all of the cards. She shared some of certain cards with the group. I think she read all of yours, but there wasn't anything shocking or bad. In fact, it was helpful for me to read that part about me.
Love you, Abi! (sorry, but it might take me 30 years to remember to change the spelling of your name)