It is like we are all constantly chasing that feeling of happiness. To feel that we have reached our desired destination. To finally feel "happy".

What if I make a complete fool of myself? Who am I kidding? I’m no one special.

I used to be one of those people that continued to fall short, mainly when it came to achieving my fitness and lifestyle goals. I would try my best, but always seemed to fail.

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You start to question yourself, your goals, your motives and then you even start to wonder if it is all even worth it. Will you ever get there? 

The more I thought about it, the more I realised that the longer I continued doing what I was doing, the deeper into my comfort zone I would get. I would get sucked in and then stuck in a world I was accustomed to.

Who ever thought eating well was boring?

 It's not a question of "Am I good enough?" It's a question of "How much do I want it?"

They say to "Ask and you shall receive" but what happens when all of our requests come at once? What do we do when we don't know what to do with it all?

"Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity".

Whatever it is that we want, in some way or form, we have to take a risk. It is like we are in a constant exchange with the universe. If we want to receive, we have to sacrifice something.

I won't settle

Don't settle for anything less.

Can't stick to a diet? Hate feeling restricted? Struggling to lose weight? Read this!

I want the real thing but little did I know that I was my own worse enemy