Not My Best

I write in my private journal every day no matter what; it’s a lifeline for me. But that’s not the point here. The point is simple: I did not post something to this blog yesterday and it’s bothering me.

It’s not so much missing the day as it is failing on the discipline. My focus for this blog was the act of consistency, compounding over time to see how my ideas and writing changed; to see how I changed.

Reading my private journal is one way I could accomplish this. But the point of this exercise was more about the evolution of my public writing; feeling like it could produce a more accurate result over time

I realize one day missed is not the end of the world. Yet, the failing of not making it, at the least, four days in a row is concerning for me.

The action of posting something is not the hard part. The most difficult thing is the discipline of writing and posting something each day. For me, it brings up an interesting lesson in how hard it is for us humans to stay on task and discipline ourselves; especially with all the distractions in our lives.

The key is getting back on the horse and trying again. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do. There’s a chance I’m being too hard on myself. However, I feel, if you create a standard for yourself then you should do your best to adhere to that standard.

This was not my best.