What if we did what we say were gonna do?

Woman climbing stairs on bright Summer morning
Wonder if she does what she says she’s gonna do

 

What if we did what we say were gonna do? Yeah, “What if?”

Classic question. Classic response, “We’ll never know, because we never did what we said we were gonna do.”

So today I’m kickin’ my own butt to get five blogs written before midnight. Every. Single. Day.

Why “kill myself” on those rare days when it’s not done before sunrise?

Because it’s what I say I do. So I do it.

Everyday is a helluva commitment.

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Thinking impossible thoughts ought to be like filling our lungs with oxygen

New York Post Lance Armstrong confession
Playing it safe is lying to ourselves

 

Impossible is the air we breathe. Thinking impossible thoughts ought to be like filling our lungs with oxygen. Easy.

But we cuddle with mediocrity. And our excuses find solace in impossible.

And then there are the wrong motives – say Lance Armstrong – who in pushing to become better, took the risk that eventually things might get worse, and lost.

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