I want to tell you about a terrible place and a terrible disease. The place is called Someday Island. “Someday I’ll fix my diet. Someday I’ll get my finances in order. Someday I’ll lose 10#.”
Nothing gets done on Someday Island because it’s overrun by the Excusitis disease. “I can’t because of my childhood. I can’t because I don’t have time. I can’t because of my genetics.”
Notice the pattern? The ‘C’ word (can’t).
Do two things right now – take the first boat off of Someday Island and eliminate the ‘C’ word from your vocabulary.
“If it’s to be, it’s up to me”. You’re the only one that can decide to leave the island. No one is going to make you.
Are you ready to finally get shit done? What are you going to DO today/this week to move the needle, even just a little bit, to improve your life?
