I woke up ten minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. It was cold and the covers were warm (and did I mention it’s Monday?!?) Temptation whispered in my ear,”Just a few more minutes of sleep…”
I got up and my feet hit the cold floor. At 4:50 a.m., I went about getting ready for my day.
I’ve always admired self-help gurus. Heck, I admire my cousin. He lives with an amount of discipline I pray for nightly. But even though I lack his “gazelle-like intensity,” I’m going to keep trying. I know that getting out of bed early and chasing a dream is the first step. You can’t catch anything if you aren’t moving (maybe a cold, but I digress). As Woody Allen said, “Eighty percent of success is showing up..”
I’ll show up. I’ll be in the fight. Success may not come to me right away, but I’ll win her over. She’ll know my name. She’ll see me around.
swell!