Sometimes you have to do things you don’t want to. Sometimes the reward you get from forcing yourself to do something you don’t want to is all the greater precisely because you didn’t want to do it.
On this particular Sunday, it had been raining all day. Relentlessly. I had been planning to go for a run, but looking out of the window I found it hard to work up the enthusiasm to venture out. I dithered. I got into my t-shirt and shorts. Put on my trainers. Then dithered some more. I tidied the kitchen. The rain carried on. Eventually I gritted my teeth and forced myself out of the door. It wasn’t a long run, but sure enough, I got soaked.
Well, when I got home I felt … awful. Physically and mentally. There was no sense of reward at all. I thought I might be coming down with a cold, in fact.
All I am saying is that sometimes you might be right to make the effort, and sometimes you might be right to just not bother …
Note: photo from Gabriele Diwald on Unsplash