Yesterday I was tired. It was Monday.
It snowed (again).
It had daylight savings jet lag.
Alma was cranky.
I didn’t get to run.
I had a bunch of excuses not to post. I spent 10x more time thinking about my excuses than it would’ve taken to just do it. I love my excuses. The thing is this, does it matter to anyone else that I didn’t post for a day during my 40 days, even though I said I would? (No.) Did I really let anyone down? (No.) Were there any long-term consequences to not doing it? (Probably not.) But is making excuses and letting myself off the hook something I do too often and want to practice doing a lot less? (Yup.)
So, while all my reasons for not posting were pretty good, none of them were the real reason(s). The real reason is that I can be super lazy, even with things that matter. And all those little instances where I let myself off the hook - they add up, just like our days. Every time I break my own word to myself, I trust myself a little less to be able to follow-through. Sometimes this is harmless, but sometimes it’s actually dangerous. Over time, this kind of habit can lead to thoughts like, I am not a writer, which can add up to a lifetime of not writing, which can make for a a soul-sized regret.
I don’t want any soul-sized regrets.
Serendipitously, I came across a brilliant post that James Altucher wrote today about this very subject. He says, "We love our excuses. They are just as much our babies as our ideas are." He then goes on to break down almost all of the best excuses we make, from “I don’t have enough money/time/resources” to “It’s too crazy.” I recommend reading the whole bit.
I know I’ll continue to make excuses, but as Altucher points out, it’s about tuning into our real reasons and calling ourselves out.
"Remember to always tune your inner ear so you can listen for (and separate from each other) both the GOOD reason and the REAL reason when anyone (including yourself) gives you an excuse.
Most people don’t tune that inner ear. They believe the excuses because it’s easy. Because it gives them permission not to do something they love.”