Slacker

Yup, that's me. I feel like a horrible slacker. I had grand intentions today of starting the process of organizing this place and I haven't done a thing. It's late evening and I still haven't. I thought of a thousand other things that needed to be done and I did them instead. Granted, they did need to be done, but ...

Tomorrow morning my friend Angela and her daughter are coming over to hang out. I have a lunch date with two of my former customers tomorrow and I planned to run with my friends at McGuire's tomorrow night. That eats up a lot of the day. How about Wednesday, you say? Maybe. I'm giving a knitting lesson at lunchtime.

I'm pretty sure the problem isn't time. It's motivation. I should be motivated to clean up this place, as it looks like a tornado hit it and I don't like living in this much clutter. But I am unmotivated because I have to deal with it and I don't want to. It is such an overwhelming and seemingly insurmountable task that I don't know where to begin so I keep putting it off. That has to change. I have to get moving on it. I'm sure I've said this before, but I just want to rent a dumpster and chuck everything into without regard for whether it is recyclable or reusable. I think that would make the process easier for me. But it would go against what I believe in, so I can't do that.

I just need to start small. For example, I am going to vacuum tonight. That is a great place to begin, as I will see immediate results. I can reward myself and go to bed early. Then tomorrow morning I am going to clean off my dresser and night stand. If I can do that, then I can reward myself with the visit from my friend. After lunch, I'll clean out my closet. Then I will have earned my McGuire's run reward. And so it will go. One small bite at a time. Isn't that the saying about how do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time. The journey of a million miles begins with one step. And so on.

In other news, I have taken a big first step today. I set up my first swim lesson! Of course Coach John thinks I'm making this challenge out to me more than it really is, but little does he know that I'm not kidding when I say I'm petrified of the water. He told me that he had a client last year (not a TeamMPI client) who was afraid to even put his face in the water but did a sprint triathlon three weeks ago. Well, that's me, and that's where I'd like to end up. Even if I don't actually swim competitively, I'd like to have the knowledge of how to swim so I could if I wanted to. I really would like to get in the lake at the family reunion this summer. I'd like to enjoy it too, but I'll be happy if I can do it without breaking into a cold sweat or freaking out with a panic attack. That is my immediate goal.

Coach John is awesome. He's super supportive and positive and a really nice guy. When we were trying to come up with a time to meet he said that he swims, bikes, and then runs early in the morning before meeting with his clients. I am amazed that he does a full workout and then works out with his clients. He says he's trying to get fit, since it is triathlon season. That cracks me up. He is fit. I saw the pictures from the NO 70.3. I wish I could be as fit as he is now! It is that self-deprecating attitude and the "I'm no better than you (even though I can do an Ironman in my sleep)" vibe I get from him and Mark that makes me think that they will be super successful in their business and that I will learn tons from them.

So anyway, I took the step and I have a lesson set up. I need to acquire some gear in the next few days. I hope that it will not be a huge financial hit. I have an appointment set up with my doctor for next week to discuss the results of the blood work we did today. I'm eager to see numbers on how much improvement I've made this past year.

Enough procrastinating. I need to get out the vacuum.