The chapter we're working on this week talks a bit about breaking promises to yourself. Saying things like "Oh, I'm definitely getting up early tomorrow morning to get my workout done," but then when that alarm clock goes off at o'dark thirty - snoozing (several) times or even just resetting it to a less obscene time.
I break promises to myself a lot.
- I'm going to get up early and get my workout done.
- I'm going to drink enough water today.
- I'm going to work on cleaning out my closet.
So, this morning, the alarm went off at 5:20. (It was only a 9-minute time trial run. It wasn't going to take that long.) But, I inevitably hit the snooze button (twice.) During that second snooze, I began to think about what I'd read the night before - about breaking promises to myself. And, how staying in bed instead of getting up and taking care of my 9 minute run...that was me perpetuating the problem.
So, I got up. Twenty minutes later than planned, but a step in the right direction. I did my 9-minute time trial. Gasping for air afterward, I felt good. Proud. Accomplished. Not because I ran and pushed myself harder than I would normally push myself, but because I kept a promise to myself.