Can you eat just one potato chip? Can you bust open a bag of those salty, greasy disks of death..eat one and simply walk away?
Put that first chip to my lips- and I’m a goner.
I thought about that the other day as I struggled with my early morning commitment to take a long power walk. I had my sweats and sneakers on but bailed out before I made it to the door, sitting down for a third cup of coffee and a TV morning show instead.
I was slowly washed over by a creeping tide of guilt. I felt lazy and icky and before I knew it, half the day had slipped by and I never recovered from my original disappointing decision. In fact that first poor choice led to another and then another.. It was kinda like opening up a bag of potato chips, each lazy choice causing me to slide further and further into the depths of that slippery bag.
It’s hard to stop at one..whether its potato chips or poor choices. I didn’t walk, I ate too much for breakfast, I watched way too much stupid television, I felt tired, I showered late, put off some projects, flopped around aimlessly..and by the time my husband came home I literally didn’t feel well. The only truly successful endeavor of the day was searching for, finding and eating the chocolate I knew my man had hidden somewhere in the laundry room.
What a wasted day.
The next morning I got up determined to make that first choice a good one.
I went for my power walk (Good decision #1) and when I came home had fruit for breakfast. (Good decision #2) One good decision led to the next and continued on throughout what turned into a super productive and empowering day. I was on a roll again!
So clearly, that first decision of the morning is critical to the next one, has the ability to set the tone for the entire day but put that momentum train in gear. Whether it’s the choice to get up earlier, pray, walk, stretch or sit around doing nothing, you can be sure that (good or bad) you will build (or dig) your day on the foundation (or in the hole) of your first actions. Depending on what you chose.. you can end the day in a happy heap having just crossed over the finish line..
or all alone licking the chip dust off the shiny insides of an empty bag of Ruffles.
How’s that for a visual?