It's not the time that's the issue...

I’ve been doing more writing in my non-work time, which means that I’ve been talking with other people who write.  The obstacles to writing are often the same as the ones people face with working out.  Possibly the biggest one is what people often call time management.

I’m not sure I believe in time management.  I mean, sure, there are more and less efficient ways to do tasks.  Usually, though, it’s not that we’re inefficient or that some optimal method is going to save us all that much time.  It’s usually that we have to manage some kind of emotion that is keeping us from starting in the first place.

Often that emotion is fear.  We are afraid that we can’t handle whatever it is we are trying to do:  lose weight, get strong, lower our cholesterol, avoid knee surgery.  We might fail.  We might also succeed, which would mean that we are actually strong and powerful and knowing that might change other things in our lives.  We might be afraid that we’ll get hurt.  We can deal with fear in lots of ways:  take a friend, take a deep breath, offer ourselves bribes…

Sometimes the emotion is dislike.  I happen to like a lot of kinds of working out, but if I ended up signed up for a daily golf class or regular softball, I would be less than excited.  Ditto marathon training.  I’m also probably not going to excel at figure skating or gymnastics, although I could have fun failing at it.  The first thing to try is something else.  There are so many ways to work out.  Almost everyone can find one that they don’t hate.  And if that doesn’t work, we can choose whatever is done fastest, which probably means some kind of interval circuit where we can get in and get done in about half an hour.

Sometimes the feeling is unworthiness.  One way to tell that this one is working is that we procrastinate by doing all kinds of other good and responsible things for other people, like laundry and cooking and cleaning and planning the perfect theme birthday party and curating the optimal playlist for the drive to and from work or school so that everyone arrives refreshed and energized.  Listen closely:  we deserve to be healthy and happy.  Also:  we are not the only ones who can wash/cook/clean/plan/curate and those around us had better practice in case we don’t manage to work out this whole healthy living and we suddenly drop dead next week.  Let me repeat:  we deserve to be healthy and happy.

We are strong enough to start.  Once we start, we will get even stronger.  We can do this.