It’s amazing the excuses I can come up with when I don’t want to do something…

During OFFICE HOURS last week I remembered a story that felt both ridiculous and very true.

It was awhile ago… when I had just moved to Toronto, and was missing the physical activity that living on a farm used to provide by the shovel full.

But I didn’t want to go to the gym.

If I’m being honest, with the benefit of hindsight… I was a little scared to look stupid because I didn’t know what to do at a gym. I didn’t know how the machines worked. I didn’t know what to wear. And I definitely didn’t know what to do on leg day.

But the excuse that kept coming to the front of my brain was… I didn’t have any gym shoes.

Shoes.

That’s the reason I put it off for months… even though I knew that I would feel way better if I went.

2 years later… I bought a pair of shoes… and as I was paying for them, I felt that voice in my head, the one that had been complaining about shoes for the last 2 years, prepping a new excuse…

Ankle socks.

But this time I cut him off at the pass. I bought shoes AND ankle socks that day. Later that week I took my first trip to the gym.

… maybe it’s time to just buy some ankle socks.

If you want to talk about ankle socks, excuses, or anything else… send me an email or sign up for OFFICE HOURS some time.

You also might want to check out this post on how YOU’RE NOT A USELESS PIECE OF $%#& IF YOU CAN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO BUDGET… it’s one of my favourite things that I’ve written in a long time.