So, all day, everyday we're faced with them-choices. Today I made some bad ones (I slammed a few drawers in my office and ate that lonely Klondike bar that's been sitting in the office freezer since a party last month) and some good (30 minutes on the treadmill and I ate all my veggies at dinner). Good or bad, they were mine. It's easy to place blame on others or seek validation. I did it today even when I texted my boyfriend looking for him to validate my decision to have a beer when I got home (oh, but the WW points!). But I'm a big girl, I can make these decisions on my own. No one forced me to eat that ice cream or the peanut M&M's sitting in the office on November 1st. Conversely, no one held me up at gunpoint as I ran at the gym (that would be some workout, though...or movie....Speed 3: Planet Fitness).
I may regret some of the things I've done (I do not regret this beer, however) or how have I acted, or what I have chosen not to do. But I gotta own it. And I may not always agree with the choices the people around me have made, but they need to live with their decisions. Even when they impact (that, my friends, is how to avoid the affect/effect conundrum) me, those choices are for them to choose.
I choose my choice!
