Sometimes, it's good to fail...

... because sometimes failure lets you know that you gave all that you had, and more.

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Back story (short version):

I am female, 5'10, and when I started MFP, I weighed 250lbs, which I had weighed for most of my life. I have no idea what I weigh now- I stopped weighing in a while ago. I don't want my goal to be weight-oriented. I want it to be health-oriented. I do know, however, that my pants fit more loosely.

6 months ago, if you told me that I would be doing what I am now, I would have laughed you out of the room.

I was a couch potato, loaded with health issues and lacking motivation. Lung scarring and asthma made breathing an issue on a daily basis. Back problems had me in physical therapy.

Now? I have been training using C25K. I can actually run without having an asthma attack. I started a heavy weight regimen. I am at the gym 5 times a week, pushing harder and going farther than I had ever thought possible.

Truly, the only limits in life are the ones you give yourself.
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6 months ago, I failed. I failed because I did not even try. I resigned myself to mediocrity, and to comfort. I refused to give life all that I had to give. I used every excuse in the book. I sabotaged myself.

Today, I failed yet again. I failed to complete my last set of skullcrushers. To top that off, my spotter became a necessity on my last set of bench press. I had given everything that I had, and then more. Honestly, this is the first day that I realized how self-constructed my limits are. I have been holding myself back. I think my lifting partner knew this. He pushed me to my limit, and then past that limit until I failed to finish the set. This type of failure is really a success, and I will gladly fail in this way again- only next time it will be with a little more weight on the bar. This is an entirely new mindset for me. I don't like failure. But now, I realize that my fear of failing has kept me from even trying.

It's never felt so good to fail.


Don't hold yourself back.