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April 28, M.I.T. Boat House, Cambridge, MA: Feel like I got completely called out today. I was slacking. Completely slacking on some of the work that I am supposed to be doing for myself. And the effects are probably obvious. I hadn't been as reflective, because I was scared of scaring someone else. But all I was doing was giving in to the old cycle. So it all showed. And I got completely called out. It would be so easy to walk away. Maybe easier to run (or swim) away. But, of course, that just looks like more of the same. It is just so easy to do what you have always done. And even easier to talk yourself into believing that it could possibly make sense. So I'm glad that someone who cares about me forced me to admit that I haven't been putting in the work. I feel fortunate to be loved so much that I can't get away with selling myself short.
Photo credit: some dude in the boathouse with a wrist splint on who wouldn't give me his name.
