Habits maketh man...

Anyone who knows me knows I love spy movies. The characters always seem so confident, so cool, so capable of handling anything at a moment's notice. Kinda like me in my daily life- NOT!!! So last week, when I had the choice to see either Cinderella or Kingsman: The Secret Service, I jumped at the chance to watch some cute British spies kicking butt! The film was awesome and actually had some really clever ways of commenting on some extremely important social issues. If you're not turned off by some violence, I would highly recommend it. In one of the most memorable scenes (don't worry, I'm not giving anything away here), Firth's character says, "Manners maketh man." It's a centuries-old quote that becomes a cornerstone of the movie - that one does not need be born with a silver spoon in one's mouth to be a gentleman; rather, anyone who can learn to conduct themselves exceptionally can rise to great heights. After the movie, I really chewed on that for awhile. Did I agree that manners were the most important aspect of a person? If not, what do I feel was the key to creating greatness in one's life? Many ideas came to my mind but I kept coming back to this simple idea: "Habits maketh (wo)man." It's not sexy but it's true. Because it's what you do on a day-to-day basis that creates your life. And it determines what kind of person you see yourself as. A perfect example from my life: my weight. I have been a yo-yo dieter ever since middle school. And while for the first 33 years of my life, I was eating processed crap that stacked the odds against me big time (if only there had been Shift Bars back then!), I still struggled after making the shift to healthy, whole foods. Regardless of what I was eating, the pattern (aka, my habitual behavior) was the same. I would be "good" for awhile, lose weight, and then get cocky and think I was now one of those naturally thin people who don't have to watch what they eat. I would slowly loosen my standards, start eating more, and the weight would inevitably come back on. Last summer, I reached my limit. I decided that I didn't have to find the magic pill, I just had to pick something and do it consistently. I found an exercise program that I love - it takes 30-minutes a day, with different workout each day so I don't get bored, and a portion-control system so I don't overeat. At first, I was so scared that this would lock me in a box, that I would lose my freedom, or that I wouldn't stay with it. But the opposite happened - I turned myself into one of those people who work out every day and love it. It didn't happen overnight, but it did happen. Now I feel antsy if I don't workout first thing in the morning. Even last week when I knew I only had so much time left with Lucas or yesterday when I had hardly slept a wink the night before, I didn't skip my workout. And that, my friend, felt fabulous. Am I perfect? Hell no! But the only times I miss a workout these days is if my body is really telling me it needs to rest (like the first day of a really heavy cold/detox). And that is way different than before, when I would use any ol' excuse I could to skip a day. So what's a habit you started or are thinking about starting that is important to you? Please share it on our Facebook page. Who knows, it may kickstart your recommitment or you may find an awesome accountability partner in the process! You maketh me smile :-) Emily