– Day 1 –
6:00 a.m.
My sleep crusted eyes begin to flutter.
My brain: “What is that overly annoying noise coming from the kitchen! …. My stupid alarm. How in the frick is it 6am already?!?! …. It’s so dark …. I can hear the wind … it’s so cold …. Just a few more minutes …. But I have to get up to turn off my friggin’ alarm …. Why, in the name of all that is pure and holy, do I set my dumb phone clear out there!? … I should probably go turn it off, it’s going to wake up Keri or the kids.”
Slowly crawling out of bed to turn it off, my feet hit the floor.
“Everything hurts.”
I walk to the kitchen to turn off the alarm.
“Just a few more minutes… I need my sleep.”
I crawl back into bed. Guilt overwhelms me as I drift back to sleep for a few more moments of shut eye. I should’ve gotten up. I should’ve worked out. Everything goes better when I get that done first.
“Dang it.”
– Day Two –
6:00 a.m.
My sleep crusted eyes begin to flutter.
The sound of my alarm jolts me from my dreams.
My brain: “It’s 6am, time to get a move on.”
I hop out of bed and head to the kitchen to turn off my alarm.
My brain: “It’s dark, it’s cold. I can hear the wind. Glad I set out my cold running gear last night. Got to get this done. Everything goes better when I get my workout done first. Can’t wait!”
I head out. It’s dark. It’s cold. Doesn’t matter. Got to get this done. I click start on my Garmin, put one foot in front of the other, and begin my 5-mile morning run.
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The tale of two days.
While I am a fairly disciplined and consistent person, I’m also very human. The descriptions of these two days, were exactly what happened the past 48 hours before writing this.
I fail, I stay in bed, I don’t workout, I feel guilty, I eat the bad thing, I react in anger, I stress over dumb things, I overspend, I suffer more from imagination than reality.
But… I refuse to stay defeated. I refuse to stay down. I refuse to let my bad decision today affect my opportunity for good decisions tomorrow.
Tomorrow awaits.
A new shot to get it right next time.
I’m old enough to know that some days won’t go according to plan. I get lazy. I get sick. I get injured. I have an early morning meeting. I travel for business. But one bad decision is no reason to let it derail my future.
Take a deep breath. Move on. Tomorrow is a new day.
Do the work. And live on purpose today.
