Research shows that most New Year’s plans fall by the wayside around February 19th. My plans didn’t go any better this year, just like the previous ones. My goal was to write 500 words of fiction every day, read for 30 minutes, record and post a vlog, not eat refined food and run 15 minutes 3 times a week (Monday, Wednesday and Friday). If I succeeded in everything, I would mark it in green, if
Each morning, I get to ask the same question – What do I want to do today? Having the infinite options is way more paralyzing than having just one. Even having five or six options can put you in an endless loop of choosing what seems to be the wrong thing. One day, I want to write fiction, but then when I sit down to read what I’ve written previously, it seems so lame and
Those who go to gym know that the last three reps, those in which you spend the last atom of your power, are the most important. It’s that time when you push, and your arms are trembling, each muscle fiber aches, but you push once, and once more and finally once more, and at the end you throw your dumbbells or somebody takes the barbell from your chest because you can’t move it anymore. It