So, it's January. It's time to begin again, to look ahead, to reevaluate and plan for something better. I can plan most people out of the water. Set goals, make spreadsheets, calendar down to the 32 waking half-hours in a day. Bring it.
But then there's that voice in the back of my head saying all this planning isn't going to bring results- I'm planning for failure.
And you know, Hugh, that voice knows me pretty well, because my track record in goal achievement isn't so hot. There's a high drop out rate and the ugly face of reality frowns upon my half-hour, hour, week, month, year, years...that didn't go the way I planned.
I think I tend to be something of an optimist/idealist. I'm not talking Scarlett O'Hara syndrome exactly, but I can really let those goals soar on paper, and more often than not, I can let the failures slide off my back, because hey, there's always tomorrow. But technically speaking, that's not very helpful in getting results. And I do want results, they are what make goal setting so exciting in the first place. I want to be the better version of myself.
So what am I going to do differently? Dream smaller? That may decrease the margin for failure but the results are the same and the goal setting feels like weak sauce.
I think the trick is being one step ahead of that voice. Look failure in the face. Acknowledge that it's there, that it will be there tomorrow and the next day, but remember that if I'm making any progress at all, I'm still climbing.
It's time to climb.
Just keep swimming, eh, Hugh?
Thanks. You're such a good listener.
