1. This is so true for anything for me.
The hardest step for a gardener is getting outside and hooking up the water.
The hardest step in doing anything domestic is starting.
This also holds true for things that cause me anxiety:
Ringing doorbells and making phone calls…
it’s the anticipation that kills me.
Once I’ve dialed the number, I’m fine. But they’d better answer or I’m done.
Seriously, making phone calls takes a lot out of me. I don’t like doing it. At all.
I’ve had to do a lot of it lately and I’ve met my quota. I’m done.
Ringing doorbells. Can’t do it. Someone else can ring the bell and I’ll talk, but I just can’t do it. I’m a “knock-er.”Anyone else understand?
2. But once I do it. I’m okay. It’s that first initial step I have to get past.
Same goes for exercise. So here it is. I want to be more of a runner. I don’t want to necessarily be a runner. I’d like to get my butt out and moving every day. I’m thinking I’ll exchange dancing on the KNect or Shredding with Jillian every other day with a run. I need to get some music on my phone and some proper earphones, but I think that I will try it.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
I think self discipline is so important and I so lack it. I think that first step is so necessary to conquer and I think this is just the way to do it.