Sometimes you start off full of enthusiasm for an activity. Your determination spurs you on and it’s easy to keep going.
Rinse and repeat
You start finding other tasks, that would be seemingly mundane otherwise, much more attractive. The repetiveness of the task makes it almost unbearable. It’s not a nice new habit. It’s a chore. You learn to forgive yourself for not doing the one thing you said you’d do. After all, you just missed doing it this one time. and you were tired, busy, held up, not mentally up for it, uninspired.
Excuses are easy
The reality is I made a commitment and I know I’ll be glad to not have to write every single day in 2017. But I’ll also be proud to look back on 365 pieces of work I struggled over, swore, sighed at, enjoyed, posted anyway, poured my heart into or just said anyway.
