I can be very fastidious about accomplishing things that I set out to do and when I don’t achieve them, it leaves me with a great sense of failing in the promises that I made for myself.
When I was single it was far easier to achieve certain goals, but with a family to take care of, the scales balance tilts a bit and it requires far more focus and stringent discipline to achieve new goals.
Some years back, I set a target to get back to my pre-birth size 10 from size 16 and I gave it my all, that within 6 months, I had achieved my target size, but I got pregnant again and piled the weight back on – though I lost the pregnancy and since then I haven’t put as much zeal as I did in getting my shape back.
Last year, January, starting a blog was one of the things I wanted to achieve. By the end of first quarter, I realized that I was behind and one fine morning, I woke up and just jumped in. I had grown tired of overthinking it. I decided to ride through the rough patches as I go and that is precisely what I am doing.
I also finished one of the books that I am working. I got it done by the skin of my teeth in December. I am just going to catch my breath, then get down to editing and see what the next step will be.
This year, like the year before last, I have chosen to view my goals as my life solutions instead of resolutions and you can find out why over here.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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