Most of my laziness comes from my perfectionism. Does that not make sense to you? I get so obsessed with everything being “just so” that I have a hard time tackling projects if things are not perfect. Which makes no sense at all! Think people who are waiting until Monday to start their diet. They’d be better off eating a bit more healthfully on not-the-start-of-a-new-week-Thursday than waiting until Monday’s magical fresh startiness and bingeing in the meantime.
It’s sort of like what happened to my studies this year. I’d tell myself I’d be cracking down on the 20th of the month, and I’d have a glorious time fooling around until then. Then the 20th would come and I’d oversleep, or fight with the husband, or waste too much time online and things wouldn’t be “perfect” anymore. So I’d tell myself I’d be cracking down on the 25th (I have a thing with 0/5#s) and the cycle would begin again.
I’ve always known this was a terrible personality trait. But recently I’ve really, really worked at changing, and it feels ! For example, I probably could have gotten a 100% on my Anthro final, easily. But I screwed around all week (and took care of some pressing but secret to-dos!) and didn’t study. Last night I was so disgusted with myself I told the husband I just wanted to forget about it and watch Buffy all evening. Instead, he offered to study a bit with me and we reviewed my old tests.
And you know what? I’m pretty sure I got an A on my final today! It’s not the 100% I could have earned, but an A is pretty darn good, and it’s a lot better than what I would have gotten had I not tried at all.
A similar thing happened with my workout. Through a series of stupidity, I didn’t eat breakfast, couldn’t purchase food on campus, and was stuck in the library without food waiting for the gym to open. By the time I got to the pool I was starving and I kind of wanted to just throw in the towel. But I knew it was my last chance to get a swim workout so I tried to make the best of it.
In the end I did 40 lengths in 35minutes – a fabulous workout! I pushed myself really hard and it felt amazing.
Around 3:30 I did finally get some food! Since we studied yesterday, today we celebrated Seis de Mayo!
I know, why is he with me? Getting dressed straight from the pool leaves me a bit ragged around the edges. What better spot for a Mexican celebration than Cozumel ? Cheers!
I got a sweet margarita.
I hadn’t eaten all day and I was a bit drunk so there was some concern that I would dive headfirst into the basket. Instead, after a couple of bites I portioned out a serving onto a separate plate.
I took the same strategy with the chips I stole from Adam.
And for my meal I ordered the California Quesadilla.
WW tortilla with roasted red pepper, grilled eggplant, and goat cheese? Yes please!
I ended up eating half of my meal and sharing the rest with the husband, the margarita was pretty filling.
I had a great time with the husband and it felt wonderful to celebrate the end of my time at UB. Now I have one month before I start summer classes at BSC. Although now I have a more current goal – eat some fruit today!
Do you ever find yourself putting things off until the timing feels “perfect?”