Sunday night. A tough night. An end to a weekend. Back to work. Back to the grind. Back to the wheel. But indeed a new beginning.
I have spent many Sunday nights promising myself that "tomorrow" will be the start of something new. Tomorrow I will start ______ . Those "tomorrow's" are long gone.
This new adventure, this new life, doesn't have an end. It doesn't have a Sunday night. Each day I wake up and I am well aware of the mission and well aware of time.
I am striving for a new Sunday night. Sunday, May 2nd. This Sunday night will be a night of victory for me. A continuation of something great. This moment is the backbeat to every step I take.
I am indeed back from Disney and am still on cloud 9. It was 6 non-stop days, but one of the best vacations I have ever experienced. It was continuous movement and other than one German Biergarten meal and heavenly apple strudel, I am proud to say I behaved. I made the choice and kept my promise to myself.
I am off to set up my tomorrow. The outfit, my food for the day and my bag for the gym. Preparation is eveything. After all, I am not just preparing for one day. I am preparing for the rest of my life.
And it feels oh so good.
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Sunday, January 10, 2010
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