I was going to write a post confessing that my healthy snack idea wasn’t a good one (uhhh, 1500 calories of healthy snacks is still 1500 calories, duh, Briana), that I haven’t been working out like I planned, that I haven’t been writing like I planned (gotta review hair products and Hello Fresh, gotta write next part of the my stories about addiction), that I definitely haven’t curbed my excessive spending (because, you know, I’ve got a mortgage now…And I’d like to have a dog…And a wedding).
I was going to write all that, but I changed my mind. I flipped it and reversed it. Here’s a TBT for ya –>
…anyway… Instead of scolding myself, I’m going to applaud myself.
- I’m sticking to my half marathon training plan, even though my muscles are screaming at me from Dante’s 7th circle of hell.
- I own motherfucking property in the greater Boston area.
- And I am downright feeling myself in this outfit:
Self improvement is a good thing. Necessary, even. But for me it can sometimes get in the way of me being happy. Instead of focusing on what should improve, I’m taking a minute to focus on what’s already awesome.