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Stop Saying You CAN'T

Doubts...insecurities...negative thoughts...we all have them. But you can't let those negative thoughts control you or hold you back from achieving your goals. And so many people do.

Your mental attitude is KEY, I can't stress that enough. Your mind is a powerful thing. If you think you can't do something, then you probably won't. If you keep saying, "I can't do this, I'll never lose weight, I'll never have the body I want", then that is most likely what will happen. You won't ever get the body you want because you keep telling yourself you never will!

It's amazing what you can acomplish if you just believe in yourself. It's so simple, yet SO true. Get rid of your doubts. Push away the negative thoughts. You can do whatever you set your mind to IF you really believe that you can do it and you want it bad enough.

Visualize yourself where you want to be/how you want to look and then committ to doing whatever it takes to get there. Don't even contemplate NOT getting there. Have it in your head that you WILL get there. NO matter WHAT. It's the only way you'll be successful.

Cange your mindset. Stop saying you can't do it. You CAN.




"If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it." - William Arthur Ward

A strong positive mental attitude will create more miracles than any wonder drug.”
~Patricia Neal

"Don't let what you can't do, interfere with what you can do."

It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you're not. ~Author Unknown

"Whether you think you can, or you think you can't--you're right."
— Henry Ford

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  1. I've learned the hard way... this is absolutely the truth.

    When I first started training, I would say to myself, "Train the mind and the body will follow."

    Well it did follow. I don't have to say that every day; but there are definitely times when I recall those words to get me to face a new physical challenge.
    Keep reminding us!

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