Often it’s work, or family commitments, but sometimes it comes down to a hodge podge of choices made over the years that no longer resonate with the way you want to live your life. Still volunteering for that group your kids once belonged to? Stuck working extra hours when others refuse to pick up the slack? Or drafted to serve a one-year term that turned into five-to-life?
It’s time to take back control of your choices.
People ask me how I’m so productive at meeting my goals, and I’ll be the first to confess it’s because I’m incredibly single-minded about hitting them. Once I write down an objective and give it a target date, then that item has to be accomplished (or else I’ll feel like a failure).
Let’s not dive into the psychiatric ramifications of the guilt trip that drives my success, though. I’m perfectly happy to achieve only partial goals as long as it means progress along the way.
In 2015, I dreamed of walking 365 miles – the equivalent of just one mile per day. My behavior was aligned with that goal for a week or two, then I realized I was going to need to walk farther some days to make up for all my other “life got in the way” days. When the clock struck midnight the following December 31st, I hadn’t even stepped the halfway mark toward my goal…
But I did walk 150 miles that I hadn’t walked in 2014.
I set a similar goal for 2016 and found myself able to easily walk 1.5 miles and somedays even 2 miles at a clip. The annual log rose to 250 miles, and I committed to finally buying myself a pair of walking shoes that could support my 2017 goal and my arches.
Then a year later, I closed in on 500 miles walked in 12 months, and succeeded in shedding 10 pounds of pasta and bread (twice, because of vacations).
What is it that’s important for you to accomplish this year?
It’s important for you to take the time for yourself in this small way… to decide what steps you’ll take to evolve closer to your ideal life… to move into the light of becoming who you were meant to be. No one else is going to give you an extra day in your week, and despite the pathetically named “Daylight Savings Time,” there are still only 24 hours in each one of those days. I encourage you to make room for yourself and your hopes and dreams.
The gift of life is your presence within it…