Last Tuesday wasn’t the day I planned.
Work ran long. I came home tired. The workout I’d mapped out wasn’t going to happen.
A few months ago I probably would have skipped it entirely. I’d tell myself I’d do it tomorrow instead.
Instead I did a shorter version.
And then something hit me.
I don’t think this is about workouts anymore.
I’ve started noticing the same pattern everywhere.
Writing. Yard work. Returning a phone call I’ve been putting off.
I spend more time deciding whether to do the smaller version than it would actually take to just do it.
The negotiation is almost always harder than the thing itself.
I used to think consistency meant doing it right. Doing the full version. Doing it the way I’d planned.
Now I think consistency means not disappearing when the full version isn’t available.
It seems small. It hasn’t been.
Tom had his own version of this.
He works through lunch most days because it’s easier to just keep going. But he’s been noticing something. When he takes that lunch break and hits the treadmill or the weights, the afternoon goes better. He feels better.
Not because he had a great workout. Because he didn’t skip himself entirely.
Tuesday isn’t usually the problem. It’s the conversation I have with myself on Tuesday.
The shorter version takes twenty minutes. The negotiation about whether to do it at all takes longer than that.
I’m starting to think that’s true about a lot of things.
I used to think consistency meant doing the whole thing. Now I think it means not disappearing.
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