Oh Where Oh Where Can My Consistency Be?
Get some guardrails up before you get off track
This is probably the first year of my life where I don’t feel like I’m competing against anybody — or competing for anything.
When competing with yourself, it’s easier to get loosey-goosey.
I’ve always been against guidelines as I feel it takes away the fun and surprising nature of success.
When everything is structured, it feels so rigid. It doesn’t feel like flow; it feels forced.
But becoming great at anything is hard — and most of the time, structure and routine are required.
I’ve written enough this year about how I disappoint myself with my writing regularity. But I’ve gotten even further off course in many parts of my life.
I weigh about 60 pounds more than I did this time last year. So many cool medium-sized shirts now sit in my closet with no usage in sight…
Some of this weight gain can be attributed to working out harder and thus, eating more food.
I definitely carry more muscle and I don’t look fat to myself in the mirror, aside from the tummy area.
I’ve indulged too much in sugary foods, alcohol, and pizza.
