Dog Days

It was not a question of “if”, but “when”...

Summer is in full swing where I live. The temptation to take a day off has been strong recently. There are times where I'd much rather stay home and work on something else that isn't me. Maybe go to the pool with the family... or work in the garden... or sit on the deck and watch the wildlife... or (fill in the blank with any of a hundred possible options).

Times like this are when gains are made though. Not physical gains really, but mental. From a physical standpoint, I'm not really doing anything crazy. Sure, I'm out-of-shape and the work is hard, but it isn't anything I can't do. The trick is getting my mind in the right spot to facilitate the activity. From that point on, I'm good.

“The contract with ourselves is non-negotiable”

As soon as the internal negotiations with myself start, I need to squash them. With my current program, the most time required from me is ~2 hours, and that is only twice a week. Outside of that, most of my routines (jogging, core work, etc) take at most 30 minutes. How the hell am I going to sit here and convince myself that it is ok to take a day off? I can't spare 30 minutes to improve my life and the life of those around me? Nope, I'm not going down that path.

I am not just doing this for me. I have a long list of people I want to help, but I can't do that (effectively) until I help myself. I want to lift the people around me up, to help them see what they are capable of, but it is all hot air unless I've done it myself. There is no way I can talk to my kid about facing adversity head-on while I'm sitting here debating on if I'm going to go jog because it looks like it might rain.

When times like this pop up again, and they will, I need to remember why I started this and why I need to not give in to these little (and they are just that, little) distractions.