Resistance - Day 13

I didn’t feel like writing today. I woke up tired and no amount of coffee seemed to make a difference. I’ve been under a good bit of stress lately so it’s been hard to get quality sleep. I think it’s catching up to me.

This morning I had an appointment to bring my car in to get some electronics fixed. I’ll spare you the details, but I had to wake up earlier, by the time I got home I was starving so I made breakfast, and then it was an awkward amount of time (30ish minutes) before my first call of the day. You know not enough time to really dive into things, but enough time that you want to be productive.

I thought about writing but didn’t. Later in the day I had a couple of hours before a phone call, but was feeling sluggish so I took a nap. I then woke up to a text of my next client cancelling for my evening call. Frustrating, but also a blessing in disguise. I got up, showered, ate some food, put on some “feel good clothes” poured a glass of whiskey and headed to the office space downstairs.

I feel I should explain this “feel good clothes”. You know what the say, “look good feel good.” There’s something about a new outfit that makes you feel unstoppable. Sure I mean confidence comes from within, but the right ‘fit is that extra swagger like adding lighter fluid to a burning fire. It really gets you going.

I’ve gotten in this process where when I wake up I’ll dress for how I want to show up that day. Sometimes that means khakis, my favorite shoes, a dope flannel and my Patagonia beanie. Other days it’s my heather grey lulu lemon joggers, wool socks, Birkenstocks , pullover and a backwards cap. The point is it sets the tone for the day, even though I work form home I dress up to set the mood. I’m telling you it’s a game changer so don’t knock it until you try it.

And then the whiskey, Skrewball Peanut Butter Whiskey to be precise. It’s become my “go” juice for the afternoon when I don’t want more coffee because it keeps me up at night. Some might call it a crutch, but honestly it’s more about the process of drinking something I enjoy that’s special (not just water).

Okay so I’m telling you all of this because I did ALL the things, and I’m still here as I’m writing this, not wanting to write. Its Resistance with a capital ‘R’, as Steven Pressfield talks about in his book the War of Art. You see Resistane is that thing stopping you to ask, how bad do you really want this? It comes up most often when we are exactly where we are supposed to be. It’s like a test from the universe, because if it were easy then everyone would do it.

So here I am writing, in spite of the Resistance. And my goal is to inspire you to lean into the Resistance the next time you feel it. Because it’s a sign that you are not only in the right place, but you are onto something big. Too many people stop digging the hole when the chest of gold is only one foot lower in the ground.

Which at the end of the day is why you’ve got to fall in love with the process over the outcome. Because life is really all about who you become along the way not where you end up. Keep digging.