Have you heard of P90x? If you haven’t yet then don’t research about it – unless you’re really interested in getting into some serious shit. This post is about that, it’s an exercise and I hate it. If you despise exercise too then just don’t bother reading the rest of this post. But if you’re already into deep with your relationship with food & you’d like to get fitter and healthier then stay on brother/sister.
I was one among those who hurriedly downloaded Pokemon Go as soon as its digital feet landed on the app store. With a big grin on my face, I started swiping my phone shouting, “Pikachu I choose you!”. And yes I caught Pikachu. After that, it was all Rattata and Pidgey. So I walked more. Slowly my Pokedex turns from gray figures to colorful Pokemon. I’m so hyped, I felt like a kid again. For days I became a Pokemon master and I walked many miles just to hatched those eggs hoping for a Snorlax or Lapras (only to get that Nicki Minaj Pokemon all the time). It was still a lot of fun, though. But for the love of Pikachu, I must STOP.
Once upon a time, a man created a list. On this list are the goals and task he needed to fulfill in order to be successful in life. It was very well created, a great list. But that man neither finish that list nor did he became successful.
You see that story was about me. I diagnosed myself as a chronic procrastinator and if there’s a title for that, I would have earned it. It affected both my professional and personal life to a point that it is considered as self-sabotage.
They say that once procrastination becomes your lifestyle it would affect every domain of your existence. You will miss opportunities, lose jobs and have a more complicated life. Some even get fat like me. The sad thing is I didn’t take this behavior seriously and I’m at the point now where I’m using it as an excuse to avoid change.