I love my clients. Every single one of them. I feel so honored by their trust, touched by their candor, inspired by their determination. To me they are Olympians, doing brave and heroic feats, pushing past the setbacks, frustrations, limitations. I would give them all gold medals if I could.
I always begin my sessions by daring my clients to hope, and hope they do. It is the steady undercurrent of hope that draws them against the tide of their own doubts. The tide of past diets failed. The tide of unkind words and childhood wounds. The tide of self-sabotage. The tide of social sabotage. The tide of I’m just too tired/old/fat to do this. The tide of lies and half-truths.
Yep, they fall, and stumble. They sometimes eat cookies in the pantry. Or cake at the office. Or beers at a party. Sometimes they forget to eat. Are too tired to move. Too discouraged to care.
Sometimes they lose sight of the goal, because in the now it is just plain hard. Learning to take care of ourselves is harder than we thought.
Keep your eyes on the goal, says the coach. Keep your eyes on the goal. It’s ok to fall, just don’t stay down. Gently, ever so gently, brush yourself off. Take a deep breath. You can do this.
I know this, because I have watched you, with great pride. I relish every little victory, because really, there are no little victories. Do what you can, then do a little more. The finish line is just around the bend. The band is preparing to play. The flags are in readiness for raising.