In life, there’s always stuff for us to do.
Goals, resolutions, changes, and all that kind of stuff. Like, last year I said…
No more pets.
We have two more by the way…
Last year I said no more artificial sweeteners.
I’m drinking a sugarless energy drink as I type this. And NO it’s not sweetened with stevia…
Last year I said I’ll get my dental work done.
Cavities are fake news. Whatever Fauci…
There’s a ton of crap that I was supposed to do and never got around to. Or I did it for a little while and stopped.
One thing I did do last year though was, I completed Megan Macedo’s 21 day writing challenge.
It was hard.
I was good at first though, I had all the motivation in the world. Then slowly the nice sugary coating of the honeymoon period wore off and I was left with the bland unchewy center.
But I did it.
I was proud of myself. Kinda like when I quit caffeine for a week. Well, almost a week. Well, it was almost four days.
But still, I made it without slapping anyone or cursing at the innocent.
I was proud of myself. Not for doing it, though. That’s like motivation. Motivation never lasts. Or as Mel Robbins put it, “motivation is garbage”.
I just don’t want to check a box off my checklist. I used to live for that. That ship has sailed, I’m in a different place now.
What I was most proud of is who I became thru the process. Through all of my coaching work I always wrote to be accepted, or for likes, or to pitch a product. Last year’s challenge was different.
It was about ME and it was about WRITING.
And.
Nothing.
Else.
My world shifted and now I’m back and ready to do it again in 2023.
Who’s with me?
Adam