The year was 2014. It was an amazing day in Denver, CO. I woke up at my 4 AM.
I opened up my Gratitude Journal, with my eyes still struggling to focus. The first thing I wrote down that I was grateful for was my family being warm during the snow storm in Georgia.
After a couple of hours of writing and clearing out my inbox, I rocked a quick Kettlebell workout.
I felt invigorated and was ready to face the rest of the day, which was going to be a lot of learning.
When I got back to the hotel room, I was really hungry. I’m really direction challenged, so I knew if I had walked to grab a bite somewhere, I would get lost. So, I ordered room service.
About 30 minutes later a hot, grilled chicken breast and steamed rice was delivered and I devoured it as I watched some of the Winter Olympics.
Then it happened…
Sometimes, our old demons overtake us and we don’t make the best decisions.
I walked to a local Walgreens in downtown. Fortunately, it was just two blocks away or so.
Perhaps it was because my brain was on info-overload, but everything consumable I saw in the store looked good….
… including the box of Krispy Kreme donuts.
Then I came across one of my old-time favorites… banana chips.
I read the ingredient label and knew this wasn’t on my plan and it wasn’t a scheduled reward meal.
“If I eat just 1/5th of the bag, it’s only 150 calories,” I thought.
So, I grabbed it and a bottled water.
On my walk back, I immediately opened the bag and ate a couple. The sugary, buttery sweetness never tasted so good.
I made my way up to my room, put the hotel key on the nightstand and continued eating mindlessly bite after bite.
“Now remember, just eat 1/5th of the bag and then throw the rest away,” I thought.
One bite after another, the bag dwindled down to nothing. Within minutes, I ate the entire bag.
That was 750 calories consumed in less than a few minutes.
“Why are you telling me this Mikey?”
Because I’m human. And maybe… just maybe, you’ve done something this week that you aren’t proud of….
… or perhaps you could make better decisions on the weekend and you’re facing a vicious cycle week after week.
The truth about my 115-pound weight loss is that I struggled… and I still do to this day.
I don’t always eat chicken and veggies.
I don’t go “Beast Mode” with every workout.
I love pancakes.
I love pancakes.
I love them so much, I typed it twice.
So, perhaps that’s part of the “secret” to transforming your life…
… you have to know that you’ll fall flat on your face sometimes.
You won’t eat “as planned” or you may miss a workout here and there.
That doesn’t mean you stop. It certainly doesn’t mean, “Well, this just isn’t my time.”
Read the below quote and see for yourself…
“Remind thyself, in the darkest moments, that every failure is only a step toward success, every detection of what is false directs you toward what is true, every trial exhausts some tempting form of error, and every adversity will only hide, for a time, your path to peace and fulfillment.” – Og Mandino
A bad night with some banana chips won’t stop me from being in the best shape of my life.
One bad night won’t stop YOU, either.
What you may not realize is that God has given you yet another day.
Each day “resets” after 24 hours. It’s literally a brand new day, not just a metaphor.
And every little step you do on a daily basis can build monumental success.
So yes, I have lost 115 pounds. But it wasn’t easy.
You can’t let a few minutes of poor decision-making dictate whether you give up or not.
C’mon… you’re better than that. You deserve better. You owe yourself better health and to feel better with vibrant energy that’s contagious.
You’re not giving in after just one setback are you?