I really don’t like Dr. Phil, but I was reading Oprah’s magazine, O., at the gym last night and came across this most fabulous quote he used that can be applied to seriously anything in life.
“The difference between a dream and a goal is a timeline.”
How true is that?! We can think about something on end, pro-con-con-pro something to death … but in the end, if we don’t take action, our dreams remain just that: a dream.
Right now, I’m three months in and feeling strong. But three months, while awesome, isn’t necessarily long enough to say I’m out of the woods.
At the end of the summer, it’ll be six months. And so … my goal is to be disordered-eating-free by the end of this summer.
I don’t expect to never have certain thoughts … It’d be naïve to think that I’ll suddenly be ok with taking two weeks off exercise when taking two days is still hard for me to do … or that I’ll eat a whole piece of cheesecake on my own without thinking twice …
And that means being as comfortable and flexible as I can be, within my own paradigm.
I think it’s a realistic goal. And if I can shed this nagging weight in the process, all the better. Hard as it is for me to accept/admit, the weight I’ve gained overcoming disordered eating issues this past year has been worth every pound.
In a way, I think I needed this, to jolt me into action. And I think someone else up there knew it, too.
Because really, how else can I think about creating and sustaining life until I love me, inside and out?
So what is your goal?