Now that Ms. Procrastination has been banished from my life I found an even more dangerous opponent, Mrs. Rushmore. Calendar in my lap I was trying to figure out how I want the coming weeks to work out, what are the tasks I want to achieve, and I found myself cramming more to-do-s into a few hours, days than is humanly possible. I felt I was breathless just writing down my list. So I decided to take things easy, one step at a time.
One of the things that keeps nagging me is my 77 day fitness plan. I am on track. Except for one day (when after a really long day at work I collapsed onto my bed at 8:59 and was fast asleep by 9 pm) I did all the exercise sessions I prescribed myself. I feel stronger, but more importantly really motivated to continue. And I think here lies the problem: I feel my motivation has started to feed the seed of impatience in me and I am rushing things.
If I have one set of exercises in my plan, I want to do (at least) two. If I told myself I’ll climb the stairs and go up to the 2nd floor I feel the little devil urging me to go up to the fifth. I know I need to slow down, but that little devil… Therefore, I decided to be more lenient with myself, more forgiving. To take a breath and just breathe… literally! And (in style) I wrote this little list to remind myself
- to trust that my plan will take me all the way to my goal.
- That sidesteps and bypasses are not always shortcuts and could take me on the longest route.
- It is OK to take a rest. It is OK to watch a football match or play a board game and forget the big ol’ plan for a second.
- I need to say no and admit that I erred. My world is not going to end if a Plan B needs to be put in place.
- And if only the 2nd floor is prescribed, I have to trust that at the end I will get to the fifth. Only, it will be another day.
P.S. Just remember to take one step at a time. They will add up to a million at the end!