"Facing a challenge is not always going to be fun. If we waited around for intrinsic motivation to kick in before doing anything, we'd spend all our time eating candy apples and soaking in hot tubs."
- David Nowell, clinical neuropsychologist. Quoted in Psychology Today.
I read this quote in an article about how a middle aged dad found the motivation to become an ultra-marathoner. I couldn't help but laugh. I regularly battle with my "intrinsic motivation." Do I take out the trash now, even though I'm tired? Nah, I'll wait until I have more energy. Do I start working on the novel I've had in my head for years? No, no. It's not the right time. My mind isn't clear. Should I go for a run today? Oh, no, don't do it. I'm tired!
How often do we let sluggishness and a busy schedule get in the way of our dreams? How often do we feel let down by the reality around us when our expectations are so much greater? There's a great scene in (500) Days of Summer in which the main character goes to a party where he knows he will see his ex. The screen is split between his expectations and reality. His expectations show him having a wonderful time rekindling his love with his ex-girlfriend. Reality shows him sitting alone at the party without ever reigniting the spark with his dream girl. Life doesn't always go according to plan. If my life were a movie, the split screen would look something like this:
Expectations:
I wake up at 6:45 a.m. before my alarm goes off. I hop out of bed happy to start the day. I quickly dress, lace up my running shoes and go on an effortless five mile run. I come home, shower, dress, eat a full breakfast and head to my dream job. I don't hit traffic. I arrive at work early and energetic. I come up with a brilliant story idea which will win a Pulitzer. I don't waste time surfing the internet and Facebook stalking. I get home, cook a three-course meal, sit down and read Voltaire in French (because I've taken the time to learn French). I finish the evening working on the next great American novel and fall into bed feeling accomplished.
Reality:
I hit the snooze button ten times before rolling out of bed. I eat a bowl of cereal. Stare at the TV urging myself to go work out. I wash the dishes and tell myself that it's time for spring cleaning. I waste time staring at all the clutter I would like to get rid of. By that time, it's nearly time for lunch, and I still haven't worked out, but I'm oh so hungry. So I heat up a frozen meal. It's almost time to get dressed to go work my not-so-ideal restaurant job. I'm too full to work out anyway. I sit in bumper-to-bumper traffic on my way to work. Once I leave work I'm too tired to work on my great American novel and read French classics.
Don't try to tell me you can't relate. We all end up working jobs we don't love at some point in our life. We all wake up and don't quite feel like we can make it through another monotonous day. We sit around and think, "You know, if I had started running 10 years ago, I would be in shape." Or, "Man, if I could just go back in time to when I was starting college, I would've changed my major from journalism to biology, and I'd be almost finishing med school by now." Or how about, "Dammit, it's almost summer again. Why didn't I start working out in January? Oh well, I'll do it right next year."
So how about this. How about you join me in banning "shoulda, woulda, coulda." Yes, had I started running years ago, maybe I would already be in the habit and wouldn't be worrying about my knees. Of course, I should've been working on a writing project for the past two years, but I didn't. Sure, I could've been playing the violin all this time, and could claim 17 years of classical experience under my belt, but oops, I can't say that. All I have is today. And my expectations. Now let's make them a reality.
Ok, I'm going for a run now. And maybe, just maybe I'll listen to French tapes instead of Lady Gaga.
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