That’s right. “Be miserable. Or motivate yourself. Whatever has to be done, it’s always your choice.” (Wayne Dyer).
This is what I’ve been telling myself all day. In fact, I tell myself this frequently, sort of in a “I think I can. I think I can.” kind of mantra. When I first came across this quote, I fell in love with it. It sort of became the seed that grew the whole “Quit Bitching, Get Fit” sapling.
Today was a bit rough due to Murphy’s Law. That bastard! All my careful planning about trying to start my week using Covey’s matrix for extraordinary productivity, and my Monday has all but been a wash. I was in such a fog for most of it! I have resolved to love Mondays because it means a new beginnings and fresh effort. Mornings, however, will still be on my shit list. I can’t help it.
You see poor Gary the Snail? That’s how I felt this morning. Sure, we all have those nights of tossing and turning. And those of us with kids also know the sheer “ugh”-ness of one (or more) or your sweet dumplings having a restless night. And of course it has to be on the same night! Otherwise, it just wouldn’t be worth commenting on. And of course, this is what my night was last night.
Usually, I’m down for the count within 5 minutes of my head hitting the pillow. Seriously. And I sleep like the dead. Last night, I don’t know what happened, but I tossed and turned and finally dozed off about 1 a.m., only to be awoken by my 3 year old who then crawled into our bed with a pillow, 2 stuffed dogs, and his woobie. Then he got out of our bed, went and got his blanket and another pillow and got back in our bed. Where he then played fish-out-of-water for about an hour until he decided to go back to his own bed.
An hour after that, I’m still lying there, wide awake, listening to my little bit talking to himself and making car noises across the hall. Then he comes in and tells me he has to potty. So, after a little trip to the bathroom for both of us, I lay down. And hallelujah, my body finally gives the okay for some serious shut-eye. But, before I did, I reset the alarms. (I hang my head in shame.)
I had figured out that I need to wake up super early if I want to have time to do what I need to do every day. Super early being 5 a.m. I made up a little checklist of things I want to accomplish over the next three days, along with some other odds and ends and notes for stuff. Then, I tried to go to bed. Maybe that was a mistake. Maybe it was the equivalent of exam jitters, and my mind just couldn’t shut down because I was worried about sleeping through the alarm and thinking about all the stuff going on.
So, at any rate, I woke up at the usual time, had my shake, and eventually did my workout. I also managed to get some of the other this-shit-can’t-wait-till-tomorrow off my list. This morning, I could have just been miserable. And in the past, in my old all-or-nothingness, I would have stayed that way, believing the whole day was lost because I couldn’t stick to my new schedule right out of the box.
I just kept repeating “Be miserable. Or get motivated” over and over again till I got the most important things done. Even though I might have only been 20% motivated at first, it got me through the first tasks, so that by the time I finish this blog, I will have completed 4 of the six things I needed to complete today.
And I think that is just outstanding! I will still have time later on to work on the other 2 things later this evening. Some people may say, what’s the BFD? And it may not be a big deal to a lot of people. And some may be saying, well, she didn’t do the other 2 tasks. It’s a big deal to me, though, and it’s my opinion that matters. It’s not about what I didn’t do today, it’s what I have done today that matters most.