I woke up this morning feeling groggy. The motivation to make February freakin’ amazing was nowhere to be found. Visiting Facebook just made me feel worse because my many brilliant, artistic, motivated friends were out there being magnificent and I was peeping into their lives with envy and a wish to have what it takes to be half as awesome as them. Yet I couldn’t even muster up the energy to close my computer and do something brilliant or magnificent myself. Getting off the couch and showering felt like a huge accomplishment which should probably be rewarded with a nap. My self-talk became increasingly negative and I was tempted to give the entire day up for lost and console myself with as many episodes of Twin Peaks as I could watch before the girls arrived home from school along with ridiculous amounts of sugary goodness that Brian would have to go hunt and gather for me because I wasn’t leaving the couch.
But I didn’t lose the whole day. I have three daily goals in February: Write 1,000 words each day, post on Parrot & Ox every day, and exercise for 30 minutes. Each of these goals is small in the grand scheme of what I want to accomplish in my life, but consistently attaining the goals will move me forward, even if it is at a snail’s pace. One of my greatest personal obstacles to overcome is my lack of consistency. My daily goals for February exist to help me learn to be consistent, to help me practice self-discipline. Berating myself for not already being where I eventually want to end up is useless. Comparing myself to others is useless. What isn’t useless is taking steps, no matter how small, every single day. Two out of three goals were accomplished this afternoon once I stopped the negative self-talk, and I’ll be setting off on my walk soon. So I guess I’m teaching myself what I set out to learn in February: Consistency.