It was my birthday last week and I don’t know about you, but that day of celebration always gets me feeling a little philosophical too. Feels like an appropriate time to take stock of where I’m at, what I’ve achieved, think of all the life lessons I’ve learned thus far, where I’m going and most importantly (of course) how I feel. (Because The Desire Mapper in me never stops).
For a long time, I thought accountability was finding someone who could kick my butt. Like, someone standing over me and make me do the things I don’t want to do. When I don’t want to get up and work out, or get off the couch, that person that would come and knock on my door and literally pull me out of bed or off the couch and make me do the work out.