Have you ever had one of those moments where you needed to tell your brain to just shut up? These moments are happening more and more often lately. Over the last few weeks, I have doing nothing but coming up with excuses for absolutely everything. My biggest excuse is time. I ALWAYS find a way to claim that I just don’t have enough time. This morning was one of those moments where I need to shut off my brain and just go with my heart.
Last night, I went to bed in a really bad mood. I had decided earlier in the day that I wanted to wake up early, drive to Bayshore for a run and go to the free yoga class at the Lululemon store. My boyfriend was even going to meet me afterwards for breakfast at one of our favorite places in South Tampa, Datz. I was so excited about my plans because I just knew that everything would work out perfectly. Of course, my plans were completely based on me going to bed early enough to wake up super early.
My Friday evening plans consisted of grocery shopping, eating dinner, drinking some wine and working on my blog. Nothing that should have caused me to go to sleep in a bad mood. Except when you factor in that I didn’t go to bed until after midnight. I fell asleep worrying about finding the time to do everything I wanted to. I figured that I wouldn’t be able to fit in my run AND make it to the yoga class because I wouldn’t wake up in time.
When I woke up this morning, I just laid in the bed still angry with myself because I just knew that I would have to give something up. I just knew it and I couldn’t deal with that. That was when I realized that I have been doing this weeks. Laying in bed complaining about not having enough time actually takes up the time that I could use for something way more productive. Seriously, why does my boyfriend let me get away with this so much?
I immediately rolled out of bed, changed into my running clothes and went for run on the treadmill. The worst part about my excuses for not having time to run is knowing that I actually have a treadmill in my garage. I literally have no reason to skip a run and yet I still find myself coming up with excuses. Why? Those 3 miles on the treadmill were the most clarifying miles I have had in a long time. I realized that if I want to improve and get better than I need to run. I need to stop making excuses and I need to just push myself harder.
In the end, I did miss the yoga class and we didn’t go to Datz for brunch but I am ok with that. I don’t need to drive an hour to attend a free class when I have plenty of yoga DVDs. My boyfriend doesn’t need to drive an hour to meet me for breakfast after the yoga class. I won’t always get to do everything that I want to do all of the time and I need to learn ways to deal with that. What I do need to work on is turning the time I spend creating excuses into time I spend coming up with solutions.
Do you ever have to mentally slap yourself to get a grip on reality?