Some days I just can't believe the depths of my laziness. I'm not even sure laziness is the right word; I'm bored and edgy at the same time, full of restless energy that I can't find an outlet for. Of course, there are (as always) a million things I could be doing: writing the syllabus for my class that starts next week, organizing my [insert room here], working out, writing articles to sell, etc. But my mind feels frozen -- or melted. It was supposed to rain all day, and that would have better suited my mood.
Last week I bought a book about behavior modification, particularly as it relates to eating habits, but I think it could be applied to other areas of life as well. I've been paddling upstream in a river of bad lifestyle habits, and changing everything at once feels so overwhelming that I haven't changed anything. I started reading the book last night; it assures me that if I follow the chapters, I'll be on the road to better choices at the end of six weeks. This seems a bold claim. Already I'm stuck on one of the initial commands: find a diet coach. Now, who in the world would I report to regarding my food choices? Despite the fact that I am a life coach, or maybe because I am, I think that's just silly. So on page one, I'm already sabotaging my modification. Maybe I'll just skip that step and hope it isn't critical to the process. In the meantime, I'm going to rest on my porch.
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