The problem with habit

This year, I’ve decided it was time to start getting into a shape other than round. Okay, I’m a realist, so I wasn’t talking crazy like joining a gym and being around other people. I was smart enough to know that either of those things would put the kiobash on my good intentions before they’d even sunk into my long term memory.

I read about the reward system to keep on track of goals.

And that didn’t work.

I read about how to break goals into smaller bits and track those.

And that didn’t work.

I read about how the loss of something if I don’t achieve my goals is supposed to be 5-7 times more motivating.

That, actually, made a dent. Okay, maybe more like a scratch. But I did want to keep up with the hubbinator when we began our tour of all the national parks, monuments, and other points of interest.

So I decided to start slow. As in simply tracking my steps throughout the day. To that end, I bought a Fitbit HR. Simple that I could sync with my phone, but then again, I wasn’t going to go crazy.

The idea for January was to simply track the steps I do on an average day. (To put things in perspective, on a good day I’ve done 3K steps by 10am. The hubbinator has done about 10K.)

Somewhere around January 3rd, I realized that the hardest part will be developing the habit of putting on the Fitbit. Bah!

Ah, well, life is a work in progress.

Until next time:D

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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