Sometimes things don’t go to plan. This week, I’ve been as good as gold. I’ve kept doing what I’ve been doing but for some reason, this weeks weigh in did not reflect it. I lost only 1/2 lb.
In the past, I may have quit. I may have thought “f*ck it, what’s the point?” But this time it is different. I WANT to succeed. I’m desperate to succeed. So I’ll take a deep breath, I’ll be strong and I’ll keep doing what I’ve been doing, because next week, or the week after, it WILL show on the scales.
In the meantime, I’ll remind myself of a very famous poem. Don’t Quit.
by John Greenleaf Whittier
When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill, When the funds are low and the debts are high And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest if you must, but don’t you quit. Life is strange with its twists and turns As every one of us sometimes learns And many a failure comes about When he might have won had he stuck it out; Don’t give up though the pace seems slow— You may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out— The silver tint of the clouds of doubt, And you never can tell just how close you are, It may be near when it seems so far; So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit— It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.