Morning Motivation: Day One and already failing

Welcome to my journey from the couch to the top of the world. It’s Monday morning and I’ve already had one meltdown, two breakdowns, and three thoughts about just giving it all up.

I thought about starting this project later, when I have my shit together and can look “better” to the world. It would all be a lie and the entire reason I am doing this - chronicling my progress publicly - is so I can see for myself how I am doing and create proof that I am moving forward.

You can’t improve what you don’t track. You also can’t appreciate what you don’t acknowledge.

So, my inspiration for the morning is this: I know this is possible. I know that I have it in me to get to the summit of Everest, despite the story I tell myself.

I am my biggest roadblock. My darkest cave. My deepest crevasse. Whatever it takes to get unstuck from where I am right now, that is my next summit.

Connecting my dreams to my body so I learn to trust myself again.
Listening to my heart instead of my head so I act on my desires instead of what I think I should be doing.
Believing more in what I know I am capable of so I can ward off the depression that is always surrounding me.

I want so desperately to know the how.
I want so desperately to be told and/or shown exactly what to do next.
I want so desperately for this to be easier.

As if any path to my dreams would be easy. As any path to the summit would be easy.

So, I continue on my day.

Working on client projects. Figuring out what to do with my business so it brings in the money I need in less time so I can the space and financial support to train for this mission, my mission.

As far as first days go, it just is. Attaching emotions to the days isn’t going to help me stay positive or stop my downward spiral. So let’s call this day just another Monday.