I woke up yesterday morning to my alarm going off, like every morning, but this time instead of jumping out of bed and doing the workout I had planned, I set my alarm to go off in an hour, and I slowly turned back over and fell back asleep. I immediately woke up in a terrible mood. On top of the Mets losing the World Series the night before, I slept in, when I wanted to wake up early and workout. I thought about all of the other individuals, especially those that I follow on Instagram, who woke up and actually got a great workout in. I felt like I had failed myself, and I was mad that I didn't push myself to get out of bed and get a good sweat in. I kept repeating to myself what a terrible mood I was in... making breakfast, talking to someone on the phone, driving to work, being at work... It felt like the black cloud was going to be over my head all day. 

Why was I truly angry though? Why had I let one missed workout get to me? Being so connected to everyone can be a horrible thing sometimes. We are constantly comparing ourselves to those we follow on social media, whether it's their clothes, the way they look, the food they're eating, their experiences, workouts, and relationships. I was thinking of all the people getting their workouts in, and checking off their finished workouts in their planner, and feeling good starting their day. I wasn't thinking about me at all, and the fact that I love to workout, and I knew I'd feel better because of it. Instead, I was comparing myself to everyone else

In light of the article I read about an 18 year old girl who built a social media empire, and showed her "perfect life" on Instagram, but was extremely unhappy and wasn't truly living, I knew I needed to branch off on this with my own opinion. 

People only show about 1% of their days on social media. We usually don't see their faults, frustrations, and failures. Instead, we see a glossed over version of their lives, and of course, when we throw a little gloss on anything, it makes it look better, perfect even. Of course, I don't usually talk about the days (and days) that I skip my workouts, or post about the unhealthier meals I eat, or even the bad days I have, but they happen. I'm here to tell you, and myself, that it's okay when this happens. It's okay to skip a workout, it's okay to have a double cheeseburger and a bowl of ice cream, and it's okay to have a bad day - get angry, get sad, get frustrated. It makes us human, and it allows us to feel alive. When we allow ourselves to feel, to experience our successes and failures, and enjoy our good days, with the bad days, we are LIVING. We aren't putting on a show for our followers, or lying to ourselves. 

Instead of working out and eating healthy for anyone else - whether it's your social media followers, spouse, parents, children, work out and eat right for yourself. It's great if you want to be an inspiration for all, or get healthier to live longer for your children, but your true reason must be for yourself. We can't live our lives for anyone else but ourself. If we go around caring too much about what everyone else thinks, is that truly living our own life? Absolutely not. 

So instead of being angry with myself for not working out because everyone else worked out, I'm changing up my attitude. So what, I skipped a workout, it's not the end of the world. I'm not going to lose all my progress from skipping one workout, or from going out to eat and enjoying every bite of food.

Tomorrow is a new day, and you have control to change your attitude, to make a change, and LIVE. 

What were your thoughts on the article?

How do you feel about the way social media has it's hold on us?