The morning is unseasonably brisk. A chill overnight wind cut through the latent September heat, leaving my bed particularly cozy. I had a hard time getting up today.
It is Wednesday, and I have decided to abandon ambition. Grand goals have been thwarted by petty lapses, and the week grows too old to nurture big plans. I need to put one sure foot in front of the other. I need to attend to the little things. Aim small, miss small.
The bane of my self-improvement has been an unholy confluence of gluttony and sloth. I take my ease through eating, and I eat what is easy. Forsaking other well intended paths, I must first succeed in the simple task of eating purposefully. I must not cheat.
My plan is to set aside reason and perspective, embracing the pedantry of accounting for every bite. I hate the tedium. It is antipodal to my nature, which is a validation of sorts.
Today cannot be just another day. It is time to get over the hump. Let's see if I can land this one tiny step.
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