I have spent many years of my life partaking of the celebratory beginnings. I seem to have an addiction to pressing the reset button on the first of everything. The first day of the week, month, and of course, the year. I think I’m finding that these resets are actually a crutch in my life. That they are a brick in the foundation of my procrastinating ways. Well, it ends here.
Tomorrow, I will partake of my last “first day of” declaration. It’s the end of the forced first beginnings for me. Instead of joining the rest of the world in vowing a large, usually unrealistic, commitment on the first day of the first month of the new year, I will be taking action on my goals starting tomorrow. I must be honest however, I made this decision on October 6. And I’ve spent the entire months of October and November attempting to set myself up for my last “first-of declaration” in this unorthodox, non-new year commitment. I should probably share what I’ve vowed to do differently.
First, I have set extremely realistic goals. The same version of realistic I tend to use when worse case scenario negatively plagues my brain after I’ve failed on step 3 of a 100 step process. Plainly put, I’ve set myself up for remedial success to begin with. I’ve learned that a failure of any size can paralyze me. So I’m going to attempt the reverse and see if any size success can motivate me to press on.
I am also going to ditch the comparisons. Now, I’m the first to advise someone that everyone is different. I am, also, really good at the “What God has for you is for you” speech. But I must confess, I have an unhealthy focus on the success of some people I admire. Well… not this time. I cannot live another person’s life. I cannot compare what my journey will be to a journey that has already taken place. It’s impossible for that journey to lead to the same destination.
Lastly, I am giving fear the boot. This one I know I will struggle with the most. But my idols are not fearless. They have simply decided that they will move forward in the presence of fear. So this time around, I, too, will build my success in the face of fear. I even plan to taunt it a little with my small successes. It’s the only bullying I approve of.
So there… Happy New Year!
“This is my year” & it starts tomorrow!