*Alternate title: What is progress and how do we know when enough has been made?
I have not done a great job at sharing a slice of my life everyday in March. I could give a million excuses, but when it comes down to it, I am scared to put writing out there. This is one factor. Another I have also noticed (since I was in my late 20s to now, at 38) is that I am scared to be consistent with things in my life I know are good for me because it means I will have accomplished something and then I need to do something bigger. *eye roll* It’s pretty odd if you sit and think about it for a minute, that someone would want to sabotage their own success at something so they wouldn’t have to do the next harder thing…
Part of bettering myself in the aforementioned areas is admitting they are a problem, then accepting them, and then looking for small areas where I have progressed. This past month, I decided to start a blog. This is huge for me, because I am deeply fearful of what others will think about my writing, even when I think about what I write on social media! I will freely share pictures and articles that say what I want to say for me,
but I rarely write anything of real substance myself. Let me just sit with that for a bit.
Reflecting on writing this month has made me think that I begun by pushing myself to take the first step, published a couple of little stories, saw that no one reacted horribly to my writing, but then I froze. I obsessed daily about what I was going to write, would it be good enough, funny enough, real enough, etc., when all I needed to see was that the point was to write for a solid 31 days. I did not do that this time, but I do see a little progress. How far should I push myself? How much progress in a thing is enough to say it is worthwhile progress? Whew…overanalyzing is a real thing.
Continuing this blog is a goal for April, at least once a week, as is doing a 31 days of change workout program by Darebee. I have printed out, punched, and put it on a ring. Today was the first workout, and it was right where I needed it to be. I am going to push myself, but try not to beat myself up also if I slip up a bit…but then again, how much of a “slipping up allowance” does one get? How do you know when you have found that balance?
What are your opinions on this? Do you have a problem with consistency? How do you tackle it?
Thanks in advance for any comments, my fellow humans! Have a lovely Saturday 🙂