Slow & Steady Wins the Race

Turtle, Slowly, Animal, Panzer, Tortoise

It is Wednesday. Hump Day, if you will, and in the spirit of getting over the hump, I’d like to share a little bit about my progress with being healthier. It’s slow going. But slow seems to be working for me, and why wouldn’t it? Slow is my natural mode of operation. My “fast” mile time is just under 11 minutes, with my more natural pace for a mile clocking in somewhere between 12 to 14 minutes. My mental processing speed: slow. One might call it painfully slow and sometimes akin to the land speed of a 100 year old tortoise or perhaps a sloth after a heavy dose of tryptophan.

Even so, this morning as I was getting dressed, I noticed that my clothes were still fitting better even after gaining back almost half a pound. As I thought about it, more tiny indicators of progress came to mind, like I no longer crash in the afternoons, my posture is better, my sleep is better, and I have fewer aches and pains. All of this as a result of doing a few crunches and side crunches in the morning (seriously, like 3 sets of 8 at this point), taking a walk or 2 during the day, and taking a daily multivitamin. I am so much more compliant with the whole vitamin thing now that they made chewables for adults. Of course, the food budget from Weight Watchers is a big contributor too!

I tried to encourage and motivate myself with the whole “progress not perfection” thing, and I found it lacking. In fact, I found myself thinking about the circular logic of perfectionism that tends to trap me from time to time. Perfectionism leaves no room for seeing progress, because the goal is impossible and simply can’t be reached. Therefore, all effort is futile and leaves me feeling like an idiot for even trying or believing that I could even come close to the goal. I think “progress not perfection” won’t work for me, because it draws my mind to a goal of perfection… even though it’s telling me not to go there. If I’m going to detox from perfectionism, I think I need a motivational slogan that doesn’t have the word perfection in it.
That’s how I landed on “Slow and Steady Wins the Race”. I may even shorten it to just “Slow and Steady” for right now, since there is no racing in my future. Not yet, at least. Plus, slow and steady is in my DNA and is a truly viable avenue for me to use to reach goals. So, here’s to slow and steady!