Why do we care what other people think about us? Because we do care, even when we say we don’t, generally.
In some cases, I can see that we, as people who live in a society, would need to care. We probably need to care what our boss thinks in some ways, as she can fire our ass, and promote us. If we love our spouses/partners/significant others, we care what they think, or rather we take what they think into consideration.
We spend a lot of time thinking about what people think about us, when, in reality, people don’t think about us nearly as often as we think they do. The list of people who really spend a lot time thinking about whether I’m eating decently today is pretty small (and it should be, really). The people who really, honestly care whether or not you worked out today is not that big.
So using what you think someone else is thinking about your choices is not only kind of narcissistic, it’s an exercise in futility.
To say, “So and so will be pissed if I don’t work out today.” is just another one of the ways we lie to ourselves, and try to take responsibility for our actions away from ourselves. So and so is, in all likelihood, not going to give a crap whether or not you work out.
We need to get the mindset of “*I* will be pissed off if I don’t work out today.”
If we’re going to be narcissistic (and sometimes, we should, I think-it’s a human trait.), then we need to go all out and own it. We need to be responsible for our thoughts as well as our actions, and in the end, any changes we make for our lives, need to be, ultimately, for *us*.
Sure we consider other people in these choices- our spouses, our kids, and whatnot, but I think that, in the end, if you do *anything* to yourself for someone else, you’re always going to be able to rationalize your way out of it, but if you’re trying to be remotely honest with yourself, then you have to answer to *yourself* when you slack off, or let old habits and laziness win the day. And ultimately, we should hold ourselves to a much higher standard than we do other people.
Not so that we have ammunition with which to beat ourselves, but so we can stand up with *pride* as we push ourselves, not just physically, but in every way, to be the most amazing *me* that we can be.
Have a great weekend, everyone. I’ll be back on Sunday night. 😀