“I Don’t Want The World, I Just Want Your Half” -TMBG
My BIG Goal?
It’s lofty, but attainable. I just need to get up and run with my dog before my husband has to leave in the morning. It’s been on my to-do list for the last 6 months. But when he gets up to take a shower, I am sound asleep and dreaming of white sanded beaches with dragons where I am the queen of everything…or what ever the dream is that morning.
this is my dog kiddo, and me. she is about to try and kill a bird.
Why the hell can’t I get my ass up 45 minutes earlier to go run with the damn dog. I have the big WHY. I really want this. I LOVE running in the morning. I love watching the sun rise. I love having that time to myself. I love coming home when everything is still and I am sweaty and my days always turns out better. AND my damn pretty dog calms her happy ass down at by least half! WIN WIN!! Right??
So, what the hell? I consider myself a somewhat disciplined person. I can tackle goals. HELL, most of my job is to help people attain their goal!! I can do this… right? What’s wrong with this goal. Then, I figured it out. I have a huge Goal Debt.
What is a goal debt? It’s just like a money debt. You have to pay something out to go forward. Or if you think about it like a hole, which I always think of any debt, you have to fill it, so you can cross over safely.
So, the debt part are the factors that I needed to put into place to fill that hole, so I will not break my neck by falling into the pit.
Beth’s Goal Debt to get out of, so she and her pooch can spend early morning runs together in their own bliss.
1- I go to bed to effing late. Doing what? NOTHING. Face booking. I can stop anytime I swear. Catching up on Jon Stewert. Is he handsome and funny. Yes. Do I need to watch all the episodes to determine this. NO. Go to bed.
2- I eat, maybe, not so well before I go to bed, so I it’s hard to sleep through the night. Maybe it’s wine, or a handful or 20 of chocolate chips, (we get the ‘ton’ bag of them at Costco. I don’t know why) Stop that, and then see #1.
3- I am not asking for help. Sometime (all the time) I get stubborn and I don’t think I need help, when actually I need help all the time. ALL THE TIME. So, ask my husband to wake me up, nicely. Or find a a.m. running buddy!!
4- Not shooting for the stars and do all of the days, and then get defeated and then cry. Start of with 2-3 days a week and then grow on that. That sounds attainable. RIGHT?
5- Plan for these days. If I had a dime for every time I gave advice and not followed it myself, I would have enough money to go to Tahiti in first class, a few times a year. Sometimes, you, me, we all have to treat ourselves like a 4 year old and set out your clothes and make a nice play list so you can wake up to, and pour yourself into, so you take away the excuses.
SO. I am hoping to reverse engineer this goal of mine and see if these things that are getting in my way, can be removed.
I hope so.
Big goals can be accomplished my small daily good decisions for the greater good. Because we are worth it. (I am tossing my hair around my shoulder right now like a Miss Clorral commercial)