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Why I Post To Facebook

I know I update my Facebook a lot.  Lately, I update a lot about my diet, exercise, progress and so on (and Gary Allan lyrics thrown in for good measure).  I do this for one reason....it keeps my motivated.  I have people tell me I am an inspiration and a motivator, which I love to hear, but truth is there are days I feel like anything but those things.  So, I know if I put it on Facebook, I will do it.  Like today this morning I posted that I planned to go to the gym and to zumba.  Will since I put it out there in the open, I would feel like a failure or that I let someone down if I didn't do both, so I did both.

I post my accomplishments too.  Not to brag or to have someone say "Oh wow, you're doing great!" but because I am proud.  I'm a fat girl.  I didn't get this way because I like to eat healthy and exercise.  Truth is most days I hate it.  I hate to run.  I hate to run more than anything in this world... more than the color orange, more than meatloaf, more crickets...  Today, I ran.  I ran for 5 minutes straight.  I did a mile in 12 minutes. 12 minutes!  A month ago, I was doing a 24 minute mile.  You know what, I still hate running, but when I accomplish something, I am proud.  I like people to brag on my accomplishments.  But mostly, to stay motivated I celebrate EVERY accomplishment.  You can celebrate with me, or hide me.


*On a side note, I know have 8 followers.  If you want to make me extremely happy, let's up my follower number.  No you won't get a cool prize, no one pays me for this crap, so I have nothing to give away.  However if you click follow, I will personally give you a hug or a high five next time I see you in public, whichever you prefer.

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