Day twelve of this little project and I don’t want to write today.
I’m tired. I want to veg. I want to sit on the couch and let the tv carry me away.
It’s pretty rare that I don’t feel like writing.
I almost always feel like writing. It’s having the time that’s the issue.
So it’s weird to not feel it.
But that’s really when discipline is put to the test isn’t it?
Not when it’s easy, but when it’s hard. When we don’t want to. When there are other things vying for our attention. When there are other things to do.
When we don’t feeeeeel like it.
That’s when discipline really needs to kick in.
So I decided to embrace it, sit down, give myself five minutes, and write.
And now that I’m doing it, it feels good. Surprise.
I’m still tired. My eyes are heavy and my fingers moving slower.
But it feels good to conqure my own laziness. It feels good to not let my feelings rule.
As hard as discipline sometimes feels… it also feels good.
Discipline feels good.
Q for you: Do you have a love-hate relationship with discipline the way I do?