Here I am with another blank WordPress post page before me. When I write my blog posts in the morning, I’ve already written several hundred words for the book. This morning the words came faster and not only did I get 700 of them wrestled down, but I finished earlier than usual. It could be because I went to bed earlier last night and got a true full night’s sleep. It could be that since I’ve been doing this for around 120 days straight, it becomes an automatic process for my brain.
I’ve found that consistency begets productivity with my writing. It’s been so satisfying because if I show up, the words will also and it seems much more reliable than other things I am trying to be consistent with. Like my body; that part of me seems a bit trickier. I cannot calculate scientifically what will happen when I consume a certain number of calories in certain percentages according to their nutritional value and add in a certain number of minutes of brisk exercise. I know what *should* happen but oftentimes it doesn’t. My body doesn’t want to be told what to do, it seems, at least some of the time.
But if I am honest with myself, I have to admit that I am not strictly consistent with what I put into my body and what I ask of my body. Every day, I’m up at 4:45am and I sit myself in front of the laptop and I play the music and I look at the blank page. I’ve been doing it for almost four months straight now and it works. It’s kind of scientific. But I’m not so devoted with my body.
I go for a week or two and then things get fuzzy around the edges. Not so much with what I am eating but with not being careful about every detail, every calculation, every number. And then someone says something about craft beer. And you know… When you’re almost 52, you don’t have a lot of play room in the numbers – what goes in and what goes out and what makes a pound – the numbers are all very close together and there really is no room for fuzziness. You have to be very strict. You have to be detail oriented. Consistency takes on a whole new meaning.
So I’ve committed to myself to give consistency a chance to work its magic in me in more ways than one. I’ve had some success earlier this year in my health goals, but I want to keep going. I want to get back up in the saddle. I’m going to see if I can get even more results just by being as consistent with my body as I have been with my brain.