There are days where I think I have an idea that I can expound on, and being the perfectionist that I am, I find myself seeking to excel at 101% the first time I attempt something. Even with this article, I had such confidence I thought I knew what I wanted to say right out the bat. Obviously, that has not worked well in my favour and I find myself sorely below the standard, let alone the gold standard.
Let’s take for example my fitness regime. I started going more hardcore by increasing my work outs from once a week to almost daily. And this was in the later half of last year, amidst a chaotic portion of my life. Before that, I used to go only once a week.
But I decided after about 3 months of working out once a week that I should sign up for the gym because it made more sense that if I want to become healthier, I’d have to up the amount of times I work out. I enjoyed the classes and saw that the benefits outweighed the cons 10 to 1. It felt like a no brainer.
So when I started working out every day, I did it with no other expectations other than to help with my anxiety attacks that wake me up in the dead of night and intrusive thoughts, the results of a traumatic break up. Whatever benefits that came with it were just the byproduct of my determination to a healthier & happier me.
