I enjoy going to the gym. I love writing. For the past few days, I have found reasons to avoid both of those things. I have managed to watch tv, shop, talk on the phone. It's not that there hasn't been time. It's just that I haven't used it for those activities.
I know I'm not the only person who doesn't do what they know to be best for them. Are we rebellious? Are we self-destructive, lazy? I don't know. I just want to understand why we don't always move in a forward direction as we go through life. Maybe that's just the way we are but I have a question:
How different would our lives and the world look if we did make the best choices all of the time?
Wow. We would do more, create more, feel better. And, we would spend less time fighting with ourselves and regretting what we haven't done. Then, we would have more time to do even more good things. Things would just get better. And better.
I am going to try stop wasting time coming up with reasons, excuses, explanations for why I don't do things that are simply right for me to do. It's not that complicated. It's time to get on with it and make the most of every day. Even though I have exercised a lot of creativity in coming up with excuses. And you know - exercises, creativity - that sounds almost as good as writing or working out. So I can give myself credit for that, I suppose, and, oh dear, it's starting again. Better get moving.