Failed New Year’s resolutions lay recklessly on the whim of this-time-next-year.
Maybe you’ve been there too. I’ll do this or that this year. Whatever it is we claim to pledge to do, our resolve to do that whatever-it-it may wane leaving us off worse than we were before.
Do we ever get them done?
I find myself saying it again. “This time next year I will…” (fill in the many blanks for your life). I think this must be what the bible means when it talks about don’t say you’ll do this or that because you don’t know what the future holds. Are we really invested? Are we really going to do it? Did we really ever count the cost? The only way to tell is in the living day by day – that’s how you know you are accomplishing the goal or the resolution.
You wake up and decide what you will or won’t do. Your next year depends on what you are doing today. Your this-time-next-year critically hinges on the here-and-now. Ponder that for a minute. Let it sink in real deep.
It was a fleeting thought for me – but then something settled profoundly in my heart.
Change requires action. Action requires volition. Volition requires surrender.
I must give up the foolish notion that things will just happen. I surrender my unwillingness. My unwillingness must admit defeat if this-time-next-year is really going to come to ripe fruition. Whatever roadblock I have created for myself must surrender – excuses, misgivings, others’ ideas of what I should or shouldn’t do, defeat, sabotage, and hopelessness. Yes, friends. I have to be willing to surrender those things before I can move toward success. The surrender equips me to fight without the extra baggage of the past.
Each day becomes a fight – a staging ground, if you will, for me to conquer and overcome every objection. Believe you me, I can make excuses all day long for why the goal or the resolution won’t work out. I can’t let that deter me.
I’m starting a 30-day health challenge. I had to start somewhere. I’ve committed myself to working out 5 days a week. These are not typical routines. Zumba. Body Pump. CxWorx. They are gut busting, sweat-your-arse-off, and barely-be-able-to-move and keep up kind of routines. Right now that’s what I know I need to kick start my quest for practical longevity.
Maybe it’s the tiredness. Maybe it’s the soreness or the aching shins. Maybe it’s the upset stomach trying to revolt at such intensity. I don’t care – I must keep doing, and moving, and pushing.
I know me well. Talk is cheap, but action is loud and gets IT done. This-time-next-year is now. It’s every day. It’s each moment I drag my flabby, out of shape body to the sanctuary of transformation. It’s not just an outer change. My perception of myself is changing too. I believe I am worth this effort. I know I am worth it. I will be worth it.
I’m knocking down this wall one decision, one moment, and one pound at a time.
You can’t stop me. Nobody can.
The only who gets on the way of my imminent success are me, myself, and I.
Maybe you’re in that rocky-hard place right now too. Well, guess what? You got this! You can do this! Consider that “today is the worst you’ll ever be” (Jason Wallace- Zumba Fitness Pro). Consider today the day you slam your stake in the ground and say, “Basta-Enough! Today I begin to live. Today I make the change. Today I believe I am worth the hard work it’s going to take I change my life.” Today can be that day.
I have driven my stake into the ground. I know you can too! Let’s do this together. You might just find hidden community from people just like you who are walking actively in the pursuit of this-time-next-year. They will be your champions, your cheerleaders, and maybe even your accountability partners.
Now get out there, and get it done.
I’d love to hear about your this-time-next-year action plan.
Ready? Set? Go!