Little by Little.

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Anxiety has never been my best friend, although it likes to stick with me through every decision and every milestone in my life as if it were. This morning I woke up exhausted from my new medication keeping me awake at night. I missed my early morning gym session and immediately was flooded with feelings of anxiety and guilt. I stayed there in bed for an hour feeling sorry for myself. I knew that I could get up at any moment and head to the gym, but I felt too anxious. I thought to myself, "Well, there goes the #gymshark66 challenge. I missed two days of the gym and about to miss my third, so why bother?"

Why bother? Because I only missed two days! Missing two days doesn't even come close to meaning that I failed. No great adventure has ever been easy and calm. If you look at all of your favorite adventure shows, movies, or stories the characters in them had one struggle or another. I am the hero of my story, and missing two days doesn't mean that I have to pack up my bags, turn around, and head home. Bilbo Baggins didn't run back to the Shire and whine about how hard his adventure was. Captain Jack Sparrow didn't give up after one failed treasure hunt and retire from being a pirate. And no matter how many times a villain was hard to beat, Sailor Moon didn't give up.

The decision to get out of bed turns into the decision to get dressed. The decision to get dressed turns into the decision to get into your car. The decision to get into your car turns into the decision to drive to the gym, and so on. All it takes is one decision at a time.