How many times have you started a "plan" only to have it fall apart in dramatic fashion a couple of weeks down the line? Or maybe it isn't so dramatic. Maybe it just quietly falls by the wayside. One day you can't follow through, and then the next.... Soon you realize that the totally-awesome, guaranteed-to-work plan that was going to change your whole life somehow slipped off your radar.
That seems to be where I am at. On a micro level I put a plan into place three and a half weeks ago where - following through on a New Year's ... let's not call it "resolution," rather ... intention - I started doing a core program once a day, six days a week. This wasn't rocket science. While the exercises were tough, there were only three of them and they changed daily. So, not finding time to do them wasn't the problem, nor was getting bored with the routine. It just happened that one day I couldn't get to them. The next day was a scheduled rest day. The next, couldn't get to them again - until here I am having missed three of the days I meant to do this core work. Mine wasn't a dramatic falling out with the program, rather a quiet separation.
Now, here comes the tricky part. I am at a perfect place where I could just throw my hands up in the air, call it a failure and give up on the whole idea. This was supposed to be a progression after all. Next week I was supposed to graduate to a slightly tougher variation on a theme. How easy would it be then to fall into a funk and decide that I can't progress on Monday as planned because of my temporary indiscretion here? But I won't do that. Yes, I have lost focus for a few days, but it's not the end of the world. There is no need to berate myself or dissect the situation and try to figure out what went wrong. All I need to do is to go through the actions of getting started again, and soon enough I will rediscover my intention.
I will do something even if it is wrong.
So I missed a few days? So what? I still plan on progressing to the next step next Monday and moving on.
Losing focus doesn't mean that I am lost. It's just another opportunity to find out who I am and what I am made of.