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Run Consistently: What Made the Difference
For years I wanted to run consistently. I struggled with motivation and became a master at excuses until eventually even I realised how silly they were and stopped making excuses. I discovered it was really about priorities, mindset and identity. Priorities Years ago, there was a gym at my work and my desk was right
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Running Habits: Stick to the Plan
I was a stop-start, intermittent runner for 15 years. I’d start a training programme and stop a few weeks later having missed most of my sessions. Or I’d sign up for a run and overtrain. Or not train at all. The pattern was consistent in its inconsistency. Building a running habit felt impossible. I was
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Knowing the Risks and Doing it Anyway
When you’re the only one who knows. You know the moment when you say something and are made to feel crazy, or stupid. You feel misunderstood. But, even worse, the assumption is frustrating. You know the arguments because you’ve heard them before. More than that, you’ve done your research and you know without being told.
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How to Stop Pushing Things to Tomorrow
Continually saying ‘I’ll do it tomorrow’ is exhausting. Right? It’s a familiar cycle. You tell yourself, ‘This time I’ll do it’. You clear your desk. Make a plan. Your motivation feels like it’s going to deliver. Then life happens. Work is busy. You’re exhausted. You tell yourself, ‘I’ll do it tomorrow’. That’s the ‘putting it
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Nothing Sticks when You’re Exhausted
Systems work. Until they don’t. I love a fresh start. A blank page in a new notebook. Mondays. The 1st of the month. I feel optimistic. Motivated. This time whatever grand plan I have is going to work. My fresh start is usually inspired by some productivity method. Something I’ve come across that sounds good.
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Why I Was More Exhausted when I Became Self-Employed
I left full-time employment to escape exhaustion. Four months later, I was self-employed and more exhausted than ever. January was my fourth month of self-employment. In October I grabbed the opportunity with both hands. Finally, I was ‘free’. My days were mine. By mid-January I was still self-employed but I was more exhausted than I