At the beginning of my seventh round of 12wbt (1st for 2012) I was reading a few blogs and the like and I was struck by an Islamic saying I found on Schmiet‘s latest blog post.
And whilst she reflected on weaknesses of flesh and bone (oh baby I have them too) I want to reflect on what saying means to me. To me this is about choice. This is about the ‘red’ me seeking control over the ‘blue’ me. This is about the choices I make every day, good and bad, which do not have to reflect where the story ends.
I am six rounds in and about to start seven. My story has not ended. I have the power to continue the story and find my own ending when I am ready. When I got injured I had the power to continue my journey. It is my darn life after all. I am in control, mainly thanks to the 12wbt. I can choose my own destiny. It is time to take stock of my story to date and plunge onwards to find the right end for me.
My transformation is not complete, the story is not complete, the journey begins anew everyday as I battle lifes little surprises. A sick father in law, a sick son, a redundant husband, a return to school for the children. Life will always throw whammies, it is whether we use our power, our strength to move forward or not that makes the difference.
I am excited. I am moving forward! As I sit here typing this blog I know this is not how the story ends. This is just the beginning of a brand new chapter of 12wbt.
