There was no bed time to enforce. Sleep came easy because I could stay up late and get my seven to eight hours of sleep in. We could have great adventures during the day and be on top of reading and writing goals in the evening. I could get right on task when i woke up because there weren’t lunches to make or children to feed breakfast and get to school on time.
This is when things are getting difficult. The ice cream sandwich looked appealing when I got bored of all my healthy options. The ideas aren’t flowing as freely when it comes to writing. It is too cold to run. I am too busy to run. I have done too much today to add another task.
Hustle is actually hard work. Hustle is hard work over a long period of time. Hustle is hard work over a long period of time even when life circumstances become difficult.
As I write this it is nearing midnight. I have committed myself to 500 words a day as a writer. Some of them you have seen. Others are for me.
But that fear is beginning to set in. You know that fear that reminds you that you always fail at trying to start over. It is fear that tells me I cannot become a writer. It is fear that tells me there is no way I will ever be a real runner again. It is fear that tells me healthy eating is just a phase.
I hate that fear. Because it lies. Fear holds me in captivity and prevents me from living because I am too afraid to push through the cold, lifeless winter. The fear of failing, yet again, causes me to want to retreat, yet again into living in the monotone routine. Fear causes the descent into going through the motions. The place where life dies.
Truth, however, conquers fear.
The truth is, the very act of writing tells me I am a writer. The truth is, the action of running makes me a runner. The truth is, choosing the right food everyday turns a phase into an everyday reality.
I am choosing to live in the truth.
Fear can take my circumstances and convince me to stop moving forward.
Or truth can take my circumstances and show me how to truly live.
Today, because today is all I have, my choice is to live in the truth.
Truly, it is the only way to live.
What lies has fear told you?