It's been seven days since I started my challenge. One week exactly. I was pondering this today and my thoughts began to go deep.
Seven days is nothing when you think that you still have 358 days left of the year. It's also insignificant when you clump up the days, call it a week, and count 51 more weeks. How depressing is this type of math?
I then saw someone tweet me something along the lines of, "Yay for a week of exercise" and my perspective changed. I remember when I would make short term goals, say I was going to work out Monday through Friday and then I only got to Wednesday...and that was considered a good week too.
Perspective is funny like that. It can take a simple action and make it look one of two ways:
1. It can look hard, unattainable or impossible.
2. It can appear to be easy, highly likable or absolutely doable.
So it got me thinking. If every goal we make for ourselves has the ability to be looked at either way, as something we can or can't do, it leaves us with a choice. Can we do it or not? Often times, I feel I don't have a choice because of circumstances. But really, if it's all about perspective, which we are entirely in control of, why not choose to see everything as doable and then go out and do it?
I choose to see 365 days as doable and my after picture as obtainable.