Yesterday before work, my inner saboteur paid me a visit.
After my daily cup of coffee and a quick 10 minute yoga video, I journeyed to my “home gym” (a.k.a. a spare bedroom with a smart TV). I turned on a video from one of my favorite fitness YouTubers and got to work.
Or at least I tried to.
About 10 minutes into the workout, I was struggling. My balance was off. My speed was slower than the instructor. My arms and legs were shaking. At one point, we were doing a core exercise on the floor and I just couldn’t get it right—I kept moving my arms and legs at the wrong times, to the wrong spots.
“Wow, you’re really terrible at this.”
“Do you even know your right from your left? How embarassing.”
“Honestly, I don’t even see why you bother with this. You’re never going to look as good as you in college.”
“You’re fat. Ugly too. Just give up!”
I didn’t give up…but I did cry in the shower after I finished the video. “Cruel” is an understatement when it comes to my inner saboteur. Clearly, I am my own worst enemy.
As a Black woman in America, I work very hard to prove to myself and everyone else that I am capable—I deserve to be in the room. When I’m anxious, or sad, or overwhelmed, my inner saboteur shows up to make me feel even worse.
Everyone has these voices in their heads. What I’m working on is changing what it says to me. For every negative comment, I need to train my brain to come up with something positive.
So today, I’m heading back to my “home gym” to try again. If my inner saboteur shows up, I’m telling her to kick rocks. Nobody’s gonna stop me from accomplishing what I want in life—not even me!
2 thoughts on “Sabotage”
You go girl!! You’re awesome…don’t care what your inner self says!!
Mama doesn’t lie😘💕
Ashlee, kids Rocks to your inner thought. You are a beautiful woman and role model. Never, let your inner thoughts take charge because we need you out front to lead other Black Woman to the finish line.
Love ya girl!