Monday motivation!! Watching a program called "The Selection" which is a tough training course run by ex American Special Forces.
Whilst I certainly dont put myself in the same league as them, I remember the feeling of trying to push through gruelling 25-30kg pack marches with limited sleep and food. It was not a strength of mine so I completely admire those on this show giving it their all in worse conditions than what I experienced during my service.
This show has given me a crazy endorphin rush and some serious motivation to smash out some workouts this week!! What motivates you?! #opfitmum#fitmum#motivation#monday#startstrong#endorphins#specialforces#inspiration#strength#packmarch
Had a boys day with my C-Man. Up at 7, hit donuts 🍩☕️, then off to the Land. We found lots of deer 🦌 tracks, 🐷 hogs and a huge bobcat track. I think it wore him out. 😂 He did pick wild 🌺 🌹 flowers for his momma and sis.
Sometimes it's good to not plan out every moment of every day and instead, just BE.
Life isn't a race to the finish line. It's a journey and we're all called to accomplish different things and at different paces. So stop comparing, stop rushing, stop thinking you're failing. Maybe the reason it's taking you longer or the reason you're on a different path is because God has a purpose for you that's never been done before. Maybe you're the trailblazer. And maybe, if for just a moment, you looked at who's leading you, you'd realize there's no one you need to compare yourself to, because you are right where you're supposed to be.
The next #folkstoryfriday !
Follow @natalieveryb and I for a new Folk Story Friday prompt each Saturday 😘 share your work with us this coming Friday, June 2nd! “Grandmother felt a little side pain (…) The doctors told her she was in labour. She gave birth to a premature baby, my mom. It caused her a deep resentment, because she didn’t plan this child and she couldn’t recall having had sex. She felt betrayed by her body. Geza teased her about her immaculate conception. As a baby, Masika - little Masi - was weak and skinny. Geza kept her covered by a big sieve to make sure the cats would not get her, and he fed her a spoonful of his good old Tokay wine every say until she gained enough strength and vitality to survive outside her sieve. Then she flourished. Everyone swore it was the wine”.
The Grandmother of Time, Zsuzsanna E. Budapest
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