“Some people regard discipline as a chore. For me, it is a kind of order that sets me free to fly.” – Julie Andrews
Lately, discipline means a few things to me. Somewhat new things! Like:
Taking rest days as part of my training plan for the Overnight charity walk. Getting to the point where I can walk 18 miles on pavement involves getting myself out on the near-daily walks, but it also involves taking time for sore feet to recover.
Choosing not to run, on days I should walk or rest. I love to run! But I chose to help out my family and others, by participating in this event. My running can wait til mid-June.
With my climbing: going for that one extra move (or five), that seems beyond my strength. As Vince Lombardi once said, “The good Lord gave you a body that can stand most anything. It’s your mind you have to convince.”
And, full disclosure: this post is what’s keeping me from eating the last bit of the cake pictured here, which Kristin sent home with me on Saturday, from her Royal Wedding celebration. But oh, what a criminally delicious cake it is!!
In all seriousness: the self-control and stick-to-a-plan aspect of discipline is a louder truth to me lately, than the familiar “practice, practice, practice, all you can” mantra that I knew better when I was younger. Moderation truly is key to enlightenment. Actually, I’m going to amend this – sticking to a good plan, is key. Moderation is useful, in other ways.