Well Why The Hell Not

I stumbled across this 'pin' on Pinterest today while relaxing on my couch and for the first time in a long time, felt inspired down in my heart.

What have I been doing the past couple of weeks? I've been pounding the pavement, traveling all over and grabbing at straws. I've been trying my damnedest to take care of myself, but doing a mediocre job at best. My eating has been okay, my sleeping has slightly improved (except for those 5 nights on couches), and my exercise has been none. I even joined the local YMCA last month and have yet to go.

Well why the hell not?

Great question. And I can make a lot of excuses. But this is what I can promise. Starting Friday, I'm going. (I'm not making excuses... I have things happening at 7pm both Wednesday and Thursday this week) And I may be scared to go to a gym by myself and looking like a fool, but I'm going. Because better to look silly than not take care of myself.

And in the same token, I'm holding strong to not allowing people in my life that aren't dedicated to taking care of me and being good to me. I need people who nourish my heart and love my soul and I won't keep folks around who don't do those things for me. Because while I've been asking myself 'why the hell not', in this strand, I'm asking myself 'why the hell would I?'

It's game on. I'm the batter on deck and I'm warming up to hit a home run. Because why the hell not?

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