That's why pencils have erasers...

For anyone who is keeping track of this blog, I blog on the days that I workout.

That's how I keep myself accountable. 

And I worked out yesterday.

And did not post anything. 

I had something in the works.

But by the end of the day I was tired and just not in the mood.

I know, lame excuse.

(insert inner critic)

My hormones are a little crazy, too, because it's getting to be "that time" of the month (you know what that's like, ladies!) and just about everything was pissing me off or irritating me. Or both. 

Fun times.

I do a pretty good job of containing it, especially professionally. But when I come home I just want to melt down and cry most of the time. Over nothing. LOL. Seriously. Nothing. There is nothing I am crying about in particular. I just need the release of crying.

My fiance is great in supporting me in that. And learning about that more "delicate" time of the month and that it is NOTHING PERSONAL.

LOL.

Anyway.

Enough talk about girly things.

But it got me to thinking about letting go of perfection. It's a constant struggle for me. I try to "manage" it just about every day.

That inner struggle. Letting the inner-critic subside. Not beating myself up about certain things. Not trying to get it right ALL THE TIME.

Like, my perfectionist is feeling "less than perfect" right now for not having blogged on a day I worked out. I know. Not a big deal. AT ALL.

But that's the dilemma, right? Those are the inner-workings that we are challenged with. 

It almost doesn't matter what it is. Big or small. That perfectionist wants to "do it right". For it to be perfect.

I will say that I have been better at letting things go. But sometimes it creeps up on me. Especially when I am feeling tired or more vulnerable.

And I remind myself to be gentle. No one is perfect. And it doesn't have to be perfect.

"No one is perfect...that's why pencils have erasers."

That has been the biggest piece of wedding advice I have gotten as well.

My wedding day is not going to be perfect. That's just how it goes. It's unpredictable. Stuff happens.

But the best part? 

NO ONE WILL KNOW. At least not the guests.

Because they haven't been planning your wedding the past several weeks and are not privy to every single last detail you have plotted out.

So it's alllllll good.

Breathe and let it go...

Yesterday's leg workout:

Be imperfect.

Let things be imperfect.

Do what makes you happy.