This morning as I began my 400th morning page, I was tired. I was writing about how I didn’t want to go to yoga. In fact, I just wanted to go back to bed. Yesterday I went to yoga, had a full day, and today I just wanted to stop. The thing is, I set a goal that if I was in town and had no commitments, I would be in yoga, no matter how I felt. So as much as I wanted to stay home, I knew I’d be in the car at 9am.
When I set a goal, setting out to do something that seems just beyond my ability, I keep the end result in sight – the proverbial carrot. In this case that means wracking up as many five day weeks as I can because I know that being there is better than not.
When I commit to something, I start off strong. Pretty soon it gets just as hard as I knew it was going to get. I think back to my brave commitment days. The times I said I can do it. Now, up to my neck in it, my confidence in myself begins to wane and self doubt starts creeping in. This is where consistency swoops in and saves me. I might not feel the most confident in myself, but I push through, day after day. Being consistent, even when I feel myself slip, is what causes important changes to take place. I’ve learned patience through consistency. Just do it, day after day. After awhile I feel myself gain a small foothold. Elation spikes through me and I think, “What if I skipped when self-doubt crept in – or worse yet, stopped?”
When days come, where the doubt starts shadowing, remember consistency. That word will push you through the doubt. You’ll gain one foothold after another, and one day you’ll come out the other side a changed individual.
(I had a good class and gained energy for the rest of the day.)
And so, as another day goes by, I’m glad I didn’t have to chalk today up as a “miss”, and …I have written.
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