As I drove to work this morning I began to feel the dark cloud of crankiness start to creep in... I wasn't entirely sure why or where it was coming from, so I just took note and continued about my day. Then at some point this afternoon, it dawned on me: I have scheduled [crammed] so many things this week that I've compromised any time to workout, condition and dance. Not only do I need to do it for my career, but mama also needs it for her sanity.
My initial reactions were along the lines of "I need to make/find time in my schedule!". Nope, wrong. Unfortunately I do not have a magic wand to add more time to the day, nor can I live on less hours of sleep... I need to say, without guilt or reservation, the big, ugly N word: NO. (Not an easy task for this girl!)
This doesn't mean I bail on other obligations or responsibilities, or forgo any kind of social life. I just say NO to bumping my workout time. Make it an obligation as important as other important business I have to take care of, including fun business. Set it in stone and schedule things around it. No budging, no excuses. Excuses aren't going to keep me in shape and get me in better shape. If that means I do it at 9 o'clock at night sometimes, then so be it. If that means I arrive late to dinner with friends, flushed and glowy and my hair a bit disheveled, so be it. I didn't get a get-out-of-jail-free card because it was late in the evening or because I didn't sleep well the night before while in Chicago last summer... and wouldn't you know it, I was in the best shape of my life, physically and technically.
Protect my workout time like it's my job. Because if I don't and I get to Friday each week and have logged way too much desk time without countering it with solid sweat sessions, then I'm going to be wearing my crabby pants like it's my job. And no one wants to be around Jessizilla. I don't want to be around Jessizilla. AND! The dancers that I admire so much in my Dance Magazines don't look like they do or do what they do by coming up with pathetic excuses as to why they can't workout tonight...
Nike has it figured out. Their slogan isn't given a second thought anymore, but if you really think about it, they've summed it up in three little words... no excuses, no whining. Just do it.
That means you, too... whatever it is you've been meaning to do, putting off... no excuses!
Yep. My sentiments exactly. Successful people don't get where they are by slacking. It just doesn't happen.
ReplyDeleteI only wish I could adhere to this rule when it involves cute boys. Being less shy around them...just do it! I think I will. :)
ReplyDeleteI don't like Jessizilla either. I do like Dino Jessi. A much better creature :)
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