That's it. I've decided. Procrastination will not win this battle. I am setting up a few parameters to help my morning (and day) revolve around some sort of schedule. Ok, wait a minute, who am I kidding, I'm actually just setting a few goals for myself now that I can't use the, "I just had a baby" excuse.I'm blogging this so the world can hold me accountable. Alright, here it is:
Goal Numero Uno-Set the alarm (there is a crazy idea) for 6:30 am and get a shower/get ready every morning before Eva wakes up! That's right! Me, awake before the bean. Who knows what is going to happen when I get a good morning minute to myself (maybe even a fresh word from Jesus)?! Then, when the bean does wake up, I'll be more than ready to greet her sweet face and lend her some mama-milk.
Goal Numero Dos-Run a minimum of 3 nights per week. Three. It is a small number compared to the seven days that are in a week. It's not even half! It's what I'm shooting for. It's my goal. A life goal. Not a crazy goal that I'll only keep for a week and then toss out with the trash, but a life goal.
That's it. At least, that's where I'm starting. Summer is leaving me like a drive-home-from-the-beach and I'm not ready to leave. I set goals in order to keep myself happy (kind of like crossing things off of a to-do list). So, cheers to shooting procrastination in the foot. I'm motivated and ready, set, go!
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