So I began thinking about why I don’t jog more often. I came up with two basic reasons:
- Every moment I spend jogging is an ice-cream-eating opportunity missed. (But only until I figure out how to get chocolate-chip cookie dough ice cream into one of those camel-pack hydration backpacks…)
- It’s not easy.
Okay, so number two is probably the real culprit.
It’s not that I don’t desire physical health, mind you. I dream of having six-pack abs. I dream about running marathons. I dream about pounding the pavement, mile after mile, developing gazelle-like agility.
But I usually end up eating a bowl of Rocky Road instead of running down one.
And I’m afraid it’s not just my physical dreams this pesky “convenience monster” kills. My dreams of writing a book will wilt in the heat of difficulty if I’m not careful. Because quality writing is not easy.
In fact, very few things worth doing are easy. Think about it; what are the greatest things you’ve ever accomplished? Now how many of them were easy?
Discipline is doing what’s needed instead of doing what’s easy.
I need to run to take care of my body. I need to write to be a good steward of my talent. Sometimes it’s easy. Most of the time, it’s not.
But you know what I’ve discovered? When I do the right thing, I never regret it.
So let’s get out there and slay the convenience monster. Because if we don’t write our life’s story, he will.
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