Today I am thankful for Becky’s discipline.
At 4:30 in the morning on every Monday, Wednesday and Friday the alarm goes off. At 4:45 in the morning every Tuesday and Thursday the alarm goes off. What happens after that is an absolute. A constant. A non-variable action. Becky gets out of bed and goes for a run or exercises. Just as sure as the sun will rise hours later she gets up and gets moving right away.
You know what else happens when the alarm goes off lately? I’ll hit the snooze button. I’ll ask Becky to set the alarm for way later. I’ll make up excuses why I’m too tired to get up and exercise. Lately it has been significantly less that I’m actually going to get up at that time.
Today I did get up and got moving… even though it was a little later than Becky (5:15), but at least I got up and got moving. And you know what? It felt great! Nice time to myself to think and enjoy the fantastic November weather. It was exactly what I needed to get me motivated again.
Without Becky’s discipline to get up every morning who know’s how long I’d be in a slump. Seeing her wake up that early every morning through my half open eye lids always gives me little pangs of guilt that I try to cure by going back to sleep. When I wake up the guilt is still there and I feel lazy.
I’m incredibly in awe of her determination and discipline. Every morning we both have the same choice to make and she always seems to make the right one. I could do the same but lately I’ve let a little laziness creep in. With her discipline as motivation I’ll be back on track in no time.