Be Happy for Crissakes

Why was I so sad yesterday? That was uncharacteristic of me. I feel better today, and I attribute that to my ridiculous two hour workout, a nice, full day at work, and this gorgeous Montana weather. Yes, I did a two hour workout, and I was sweating buckets by the end of it, but you know what? I feel fantastic right now. One thing I love — really love — is when I’m dripping with sweat, and I’m on my hands and knees, and all I want to do is lie down, stop, and catch my breath, but I don’t because I just have to do one more push-up or one more jump, and when I do and every part of my body burns and hurts afterward, then I know I’m working out, and I know I’m getting stronger, and all of that makes me feel incredible.

When all else fails, I can rely on my routine. My routine has been battle-tested and in development for years, and I’m really grateful that I can fall back on it, even when I’m sad and unmotivated. One thing that I would love to improve, though, is fitting in those unique little tasks into my days because I’ve noticed myself skipping many of them on a daily basis because I just don’t have the time to get to them and give them my complete and utter focus. I know what I have to do to do it (create new habits); I’ve been doing it for years now. I just gotta do it.

I love building things up slowly. I’m over 80,000 words in my novel now. All it took was writing 300 words back in September and continuously adding 300 words on top of that every morning for months. Eventually I doubled my output, and now I’m here: 80,336 words into my novel, which I love more than my first one, and a little over a month to finish it, which I will. I love how my body has transformed from a flabby 230 lbs Mario to a stronger 170 lbs Mario. All it took was my decision to see if I could lose one pound a week, and here I am, three and a half years later.

Nothing worth lasting happens overnight. You need to completely rewrite and redesign your life to be more healthy and in a way that gels with your goals, and above all, you have to live it the way you want to live it. Trust me, there will be some low points — just read yesterday’s post — but in the end, if you find yourself right back into the groove of things after a bad day, then I think you’ve found the right type of life for you.

I’ve been doing this for two hundred and twenty-five days now, and I’m still learning something new about myself, not to mention finding the energy to write something at all. If that’s not proof of what I’m preaching, then I don’t know what else to do.