Okay, I’ll admit. I’m more than ready for spring. Especially since there’s still snow on the ground and baseball isn’t supposed to be practiced indoors.
But, training? Not quite as appealing.
Until I came across this quote:
The happiest? Through discipline and hard work?
I took a closer look at the word discipline. The definition of discipline is training that is expected to produce a specific character or pattern of behavior.
Training for a desired result. For example, (purely hypothetically speaking, of course) what if my desired result was to run a marathon or maybe a 5K race? My desire is to finish, preferably without dying or embarrassing myself with a time a two-year-old could beat. So, I develop a plan of action and commit myself to pursing that goal through a lot of hard work. And every day I find myself a little bit closer.
Would that make me happy? It should. Because I have a goal … and a plan … and I’m making progress. I’m in training.
What other patterns of behavior might I (really) pursue? Loving my husband through his love language of words. Healthier eating habits. Spending one-on-one time with each of my children. Writing on a consistent basis with weekly word count goals.