Things we promise ourselves... then break that promise....

Yes, we promise ourselves things.... to eat better, lose weight, and so on. Then the days pass and the things we promised ourselves seem like faint memories that we later on beat ourselves up about. I've been participating in the Heidi Swapp EX project  and this month she is challenging us to EXercise. Not necessarily physical exercise, but exercising our minds and other aspects of our lives as well. Things we want to improve on, and EXercising/practicing those aspects in our everyday routine. 

What I plan on EXcersing is my writing. Not only here on this blog, but working on my book as well. I've been a writer my whole life, literally (no pun intended... it just happened). As a kid I wrote lots of stories, even wrote some (don't laugh) what could be interpreted as Dukes of Hazzard fan fiction. In Junior High I wrote for our literary journal that we published at the end of every year. In high school I did the same, even won a journalism award my Sr. Year. In college I ended up being the first freshman editor of the literary magazine (that was kind of a lark as it was just being being revived and I was in the right place at the right time with an English professor who believed in me and my writing more than I believed in myself (Thank you Professor LaPointe). However my writing went by the wayside when I decided to quit school and join the Navy, something Professor LaPoint I'm sure is still shaking her head about. She told me I needed to go on and hone my skills as a writer somewhere in the professional world. I told her I was going to join the Navy, and to just think about all the experiences that I'll write about. Now, some 25 years later here I am back at it. 

Back to my plans... my plan is to write every day, and now that I'm on vacation, and awash in many distractions, my daily writing plan has gone by the wayside... The thing is, I'm not going to beat myself up about it. Neither should you. Pick up where you left off and go on. Life is too short for regrets. 

So pick up your paintbrushes, open up those yoga mats and get back to it!