I have tried to start a blog a few times. Ok, I lied. Many more than a few times. The fruits of my labor are not very visible because, like with so many other things, most of the work has been done in my head. Ideas and excitement swirl around, only to be squashed by over-analysis and self-doubt. I'm really good at thinking about all the things that could go wrong. All of the ways I will not meet my original goal or expectation. All of the bad things people might say or think. All of the ways I will not be perfect.
The same is true with getting physically fit and taking time for me. With becoming more of a visible expert in my career. With learning to play the ukulele. The list goes on...
But this time is different. This time, I am choosing to break free from perfection. What is perfection anyway? To me it is the expectations I hold for myself to have it all together. To be and do what I think other people expect me to be and do (when in reality, most people are not really spending any time or energy evaluating what I am being or doing...and if they are, I should not care anyway).
I am choosing to be healthfully imperfect. To consciously embrace being "not perfect" as a means of being healthy. Healthy mentally, physically, emotionally, socially. All of it. And to free myself from the cage the perfectionism often holds me in. To connect more with those I love and with those I don't even know yet.
So how the heck does this blog fit in? This is one of those questions about blogging I usually overanalyze and ultimately just decide not to move forward. So I'm focusing on the short-term this time. For now it is a place for me to share my journey. I plan to document my experience with 21 Day Fix (this will be my second attempt, more on the first attempt later), to share the meal plans and recipes I spend so much time making for myself, and to talk about ways I am consciously embracing imperfection. Just making this first post is scary for me. But the title of the blog alone is my constant reminder to no longer let perfection hold me back.
So here is to loving the beautifully imperfect mess that is me. And the beautifully imperfect mess that is life. Here is to healthfully embracing imperfection!
