I went back this morning to see where my current writing streak was. I thought today would make my seventh day in a row of daily writing. It was double that, further proof that Covidtimes have turned my mind to mush. The previous months had slipped into a once every four to five day routine with a lackluster air hanging over the whole ordeal. This morning I was again reminded of a soon to be named “law”. It states that if you do something more frequently, you get more opportunities to do that thing well. Write more songs more good songs arrive. Workout more and a chance for great ones occur. I’m not naming it the PF Rule just yet, but it’s for sure going to be in the Bill of Rights. 

While I love when something becomes a part of “just what I do,”  it also can make me a little sad. Happy because I’ve ingrained a good habit or excelled at something. Sad because I’ve turned it mundane. The former a sign of personal dedication to an activity. The latter because I’ve downplayed said activity to the point that I can’t accept any compliments. 

This morning I’m trying to do what I tell others I coach to do all the time. To celebrate their achievement.  To be proud of their success. To say “this thing you’re doing isn’t super easy. Good on ya for doing the work.”  This is the antithesis of me. Or at least of how I think I want to be perceived. Or is it?

The act of writing all this out makes my skin crawl a little as writing a post about not celebrating oneself may actually be the most narcissistic way of doing just that. Maybe it’s a cry for help!!  Maybe I want attention. Maybe I want you to loathe me. Whichever. In the words of Marshawn Lynch, “I’m just here so I won’t get fined.”  I’m not sure that even makes sense but it feels right. 

What I’m reminded of this morning is that without a detailed plan of what I want to write about I’m apt to repeat things. Hopefully those things aren’t too nauseating to you. I’m reminded too that the act of doing yields more chances at good doing and to get there, consistency is the most important part of the equation. With everything. 

Consistently trying. 

Consistently looking inward. 

Consistently sharing honestly. 

Consistently exercising. 

Consistently trying to help others. 

Consistently waking up early and agreeing to fight the good fight. 

Consistently being open to the possibility of greatness in each endeavor. 

Each time you live with consistency, you open yourself up to those acts being great. 

Inconsistency breeds regret. 

Ain’t nobody got time for that. 

#begreattoday