It is so important to have goals.
“If you aim at nothing, you’ll hit it every time.” -Zig Ziglar
That’s a pretty high success rate! Not.
Setting goals can be scary. My fear of goal setting can be summed up in one word.
My fear of failure leads me to this type of thinking: if I don’t set a goal, I won’t let myself down.
However, if I don’t set goals, I may just look back on my life and look at it as one big let-down. A life of coulda, shoulda, wouldas.
In 2010, I set out to run a 1/2 Marathon.
Only I wasn’t a runner. I’ve never been a runner. You know the one that comes in dead last on the mile in PE? The one that looks like she’s dying, gasping for breath, wondering why her PE teacher is trying to kill her? Yeah, that was me. I hated running and was totally embarrassed by my lack of skills.
But I was inspired by the contestants on the reality TV show, the Biggest Loser. They went from being hundreds of pounds overweight to running a full marathon.
In November of 2010, I bought a treadmill. I
tricked convinced a good friend to join me and together we picked out a race.
Signing up for that race was so hard. My hand hovered trembling over the mouse. I took a couple of big breaths and clicked. Signing up made my goal, my dream, a reality. An event where I could succeed or fall flat on my face (literally, cuz I’ve been known to do that).
There were a few reasons behind this lofty goal of mine.
I wanted to do something that seemed out of my reach. Something beyond me.
I wanted to prove to myself that I could start something and FINISH it. I tend to be the queen of unfinished projects. Well, maybe just a princess, but you get the drift. I truly wanted to set a goal, start, and finish. I wanted to show my kids that you can reach higher than yourself. To be an example.
I wanted to lose weight and be healthier. I feel so much better when I’m living a healthy lifestyle. Mentally and physically. Somehow, somewhere, I had let myself get over 200 lbs. A number I hadn’t even seen pregnant.
Let me pause here and say that this website is about being and becoming healthy, NOT the numbers on a scale. But being that overweight is not healthy.
I trained and trained and trained.
In August of 2011, I crossed that finish line. I ran 13.1 miles in 2 hours and 47 minutes. What an accomplishment, what a memory! It was so very, very hard. But I didn’t give up. I don’t know how to put in words how I felt that day, or how I feel now as I look back.
What are your goals? You will do much better on your health journey if you set goals. Attainable, but maybe seemingly just out of reach goals. My next goal is a triathlon. A Sprint, not an Ironman!
I started training for it a couple of times earlier this year. Once I gave up because of busyness. The second time for injury.
Maybe I just need to sign up for one. To tremble over my mouse as I move out of my comfort zone.
I will continue to try try try again.
I would love to hear about your goals! Even the ones you don’t dare say out loud. You can do it!
The Bible tells us Christians have the power of Holy Spirit living within us. Don’t tell me you’re not capable, cuz that is POWER, man! Let’s live a powerful, Spirit-filled life together.
Go for it!