And then it hit me...
I had an epiphany today. I realized why I have never been successful at staying fit. It's going to seem like a no-brainer to you. But here it is: I have never made it a lifestyle. Ta-Da! And what's more - I realized today that I have never made anything a lifestyle. At least not permanently. I always have this sense that there are so many things in my life that I would be really good at ... If I would just commit myself to them. But my pattern isn't one of commitment. My pattern is one of distractedness. I learn to do something, I do it compulsively, then I place it in the "tried it" column and move on. In my head, I am still a pianist/volleyball player/tennis player/avid reader/writer/ancestry buff/crocheter/baker/cake decorator/scrapbooker... but if I'm truly honest with myself, I can really only say that those are things that I can do. Some of those activities see a little more time in my schedule than others, but none of them are a part of my day-to-day ...