Where is my consistency?

I have made no progress.

Sometimes I feel like if it's not doing perfectly, it's not worth doing at all. That's just an excuse and I'm tired of it.

As soon as I finish this, I'm going to go get on that treadmill.

I realized that I would be more successful if I journaled/blogged, but I don't do that because I want my writing to be perfect. I write as though I am writing for an audience, not for myself. Enough of that.

I am going to start being open, truthful, and honest. I am going to be consistent.

I am going to hear my own excuses as though they were spoken by someone else. And then I am going to bust through them.

I don't care if it's random and if it doesn't make sense. I don't care if it's offensive or if it makes me look bad.

I'm doing it for me.