Happy Anniversary; I Quit.

I quit. I’m out. Peace y’all. I spent the week  asking what will people think, will I be letting my group down, does this mean I’m a quitter? After “I quit” I literally did a happy dance, I felt freer, lighter, clearer and then ashamed. Is quitting the   gateway to slothfulness. Am I opting out of commitments, am I unreliable, do I lack discipline? Quit just means to stop doing something. That’s all.  Everything else was my mind creating drama. Call me a drama queen.

I dethroned myself and went back to basics. I was enrolled in a program and found myself ready to quit at least 3 times a day from the start. I finally went back to basics;  was I willing and able to participate?  Did I actually have the time to do this, would the structure work for me, what is my goal? I had my answers, I was just asking the wrong questions initially. I quit a lot of things and each time I go through an overwrought drama in my head that serves nothing and no one. It all stops by asking, what are you willing to do  (everything is in alignment with goals and aspirations) and what are you  able to do this (there is no problem created that can’t be resolved)?  

I quit dairy, I’m lactose intolerant. I’m willing to have ice cream, I’m not able to digest it.  I am willing, just not able.¹ There is a free shuttle to the subway that stops right in front of my building. I am able to take it; I’m just not willing. I value movement; I’d rather do the 10 minute walk. I am able, just not willing.  I quit a program the week and it’s not a good thing or a bad thing; it’s a choice.

I choose to do this blog; present tense. I have no thoughts of quitting any time soon. This week marks 6 years with this post being number 316. I have published every week since 16 July 2014.  In July 2014,  I could not get my feet to my head. Today, my heels are on my head.  It’s a reminder of the long game, discipline and determination. I choose to do yoga, within thoughts of quitting any time soon.  This week, reflect on your quit quotient. When do you quit? Remember, you have your answers, you just have to ask the right questions.

¹Thanks to LactAid, the lactose intolerance problem is resolved and me and my friends Ben and Jerry are on great terms.