A Filler Post: I haven't been blogging and it hurts!

I am NOT a fan of being inconsistent. It hurts my self-esteem and my brand. 

That said, I'd like to demonstrate something very powerful to the readers.

Inconsistency is the decision to be inconsistent.

I get that there are many reasons that has a person not be inconsistent. Like time, energy, unforeseen circumstance, and lack of motivation. 

BUT, to go any more than a day without taking consistent action on a planned schedule is pretty much irresponsibility. 

What I'm doing here is calling myself out and making it clear that my lack of blog posting was not by accident and I don't deserve any compassion, although I'll take it (from both you and myself).

This is not about judgment or being overly hard on myself. I'm sharing this to demonstrate a powerful point.

It's not a mystery why I haven't posted. I just haven't.

It's not a mystery why people didn't go to the gym. They just didn't. 

AND IT HURTS! It hurts because deep down, beneath our rational excuses, we know that we (a) WANTED to do it and (b) COULD HAVE DONE IT.

Over time, we as humans develop this insane ability to do what we don't want to do, and don't do what we want to do. 

I'm down to blame the primitive brain, or our cortisol levels, or whatever we want to blame. BUT, if we want to live extraordinary lives, with extraordinary results, well...we have to be extraordinary enough to do what we want to do and don't do what we don't want to do.

Not saying it's easy. Not even saying I have the answer. I'm just saying.

In regards to that standard of being extraordinary, I admit that I am not someone who others can model just yet. Have I done some dope shit lately? Yeah, I have. But I'm not ready to, for myself, equate my level of integrity and "human greatness" to those like Tony Robbins, Kobe, or my other idols.

Those people are on another level. They've not only achieved great results, but they've transformed themselves to be people that can do such.

I am not there yet, but that is where I am going. 

And, just now, I've admitted to myself and you that I'm not there yet. That's FINE! 

What I AM is up the mountain. If getting "there" was 22 miles away, I'm currently at mile 1. 

I started to think I'm at mile 22 when really I'm not. It's nice to know where I really am, that way I can move again. 

ANYWAYS.

Love you all!

Peace,

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GS