It's really late and I'm headed to bed, but wanted to write this little note as a reminder to myself.
Today, I had on my calendar that I needed to go to workout at 10am at J&M Strength and Conditioning. I knew I should go at 10am. Technically, I could go at the 2nd session at noon.
I hit snooze on my alarm 3 times today. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling while my brain worked out all the justifications not to get up.
I have a headache. Working out won't make it better. (I really didn't have a bad headache)
I should just lay here some more. I can just go at noon. (I knew I wasn't going back to sleep, and knew that I would kick myself for not just going earlier.)
Oh look, I've laid here so long that I might be late if traffic is bad. (If it took me 40 minutes to get there… it normally takes 15-20.)
You get the point, right?
I had a millisecond of spark, so I rolled out of bed, threw on my clothes, grabbed my water and a Larabar to eat on the way.
Then I sat.
I sat in my car.
I didn't turn the car on, I just sat there in zombie mode going through the same conversation I had while I was laying in bed.
I think I sat there for about 5 minutes. It's like my psyche was trying to delay me enough to decide I would be late and to just go back inside and watch tv.
Another millisecond of spark happened and I finally left the garage… in my car, on the way to the gym.
As soon as I got there, I was like: “damn, I could have just slept through this – how dumb would that have been!?”
[blackbirdpie url=”https://twitter.com/#!/skinnyemmie/status/112540970347806721″]
Afterwards, I felt great. I rolled the windows down in my car and drove home, soaking in the fresh fall air. I got home, got showered, and got on with my day. Done and done.
The good mood and healthy planning led to more good decisions for the day:
[blackbirdpie url=”https://twitter.com/#!/skinnyemmie/status/112634363535044608″]
So I'm patting myself on the back tonight and feel great for finding the little spark I needed to do what I knew needed to be done.
