Have you ever been in the habit of doing something, only to stop? It’s funny how, when we’re in the midst of doing something consistently–whether it’s running, eating well, cleaning house, not yelling at your family or whatever–we think that habit is so ingrained that it’ll keep it up forever. But then…
Life happens and before you know it, we’re not doing those same good habits anymore. And the sucky part is we can’t seem to find the willpower or right motivation to restart them again.
It’s been like that for me in terms of blogging and exercising. I’ve been inconsistently blogging since November 2014 (my last post was a month ago), and I gave up exercising when I found out I was pregnant eight months ago. (Hey, I figured if I’m pregnant, no one would be able to tell if I worked out, so why exert the effort?) On most days I have a desire to write and exercise, but I also find I’m quite crafty at finding the perfect excuses not to. As time goes by, those excuses become easier and easier to find. It seems that even doing nothing can become a habit–albeit a rather bad one.
Every morning that we wake up is another opportunity to either go for our achievement or continue to let success pass us by. We alone have the power to choose. Which direction are you taking?