On Tuesday mornings my alarm goes off at 5.25am.
At 5.55am I’m in the gym at the tennis club with Gregor who’s a personal trainer (and former international athlete).
I’m pretending that I’m fit and healthy and athletic, but everybody knows I’m not.
Gregor allows me to try to get stronger as a nearly 51-year-old because I understand that one of the greatest curses of getting old is loss of muscle mass and so I’m just trying to maintain what little I had in the first place.
But let’s be clear.
If I’m not seeing Gregor, I’m never getting up at 5.25am to be in the gym for 5.55am.
Seeing Gregor creates accountability and therefore I haven’t missed a Tuesday now for months.
You can run this metaphor through anything you want in your life, I have patient appointments booked at specific times therefore I turn up.
I coach my sons football team on a Thursday night at 8pm in the dark and in the rain and in the wind or whatever weather comes but I’m never standing in that field if they’re not there and I haven’t made that arrangement.
I walk my dogs almost every morning. I’m never walking in the morning if I don’t have dogs.
Some of us are blessed with the most extraordinary internal motivating factors but for the rest of us, for the mortals, creating accountability is what gets sh*t done.
Blog Post Number - 3272
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