Day 10 – A Poor Worksman

I know that empty pockets never stopped anyone who wanted it bad enough. Only empty minds and hearts do that. I also know that excuses are oft laid by a poor worksman about his tools.

So yesterday was not a personal day as such but rather pure laziness. The type which has become so familiar, so routine that one does not detect it until it’s almost too late in the day to bother with washing up and getting the things done.

It has been going on for years.

The waking late, guilty and feeling bad about having yet again missed that planned work out session, not meditating or even simply waking up on time that is swiftly brushed away with “I will try again tomorrow”. Nonsense, I say!

It has gone on much too long.

Here I am now, refusing any limitation on this morning of Day 11. Sleep is a luxury, and the warmth should be a exception to every living practice.

Rise & Grind!


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