Most mornings, I don’t feel like working out. But I put on my workout clothes, lay out my exercise mat and start my warm up.

Then I do the next workout in the set, then the next, then the next, until I’m finally done.

I’m not super fit, but I’m fitter this way than I’ll ever be if I just slept in and did what I felt like.

Most days, I don’t feel like writing either. Like today. But I open this editor, write and keep writing until I’m done.

Then I feel better for it. I feel better for keeping to my promise. I feel better for having practised.

I feel better knowing that I’ve done something to improve myself 0.1% today.

I know I can just say: I’ll do it tomorrow.

I’ll do it when I feel more like it. When I have more time.

But I know it’s just a decision. Whether I do it or I don’t.

Things only get easier the better you are at it.

The first month of exercising is always the hardest. This is where most people give up.

Those who keep their exercise routine for one year usually keeps it up for another year, and another year.

The first month of writing every day is the hardest. You don’t know what to write. You think you’ll write meaningless things. You think you won’t care enough.

After one year, words flow on the screen easier. You write more, more easily.

After one year of doing it the hard way, you start having more fun with the skills you’ve built.

On the days when I don’t feel like it, all I ask for myself is one thing:

Lu Wee, just. Show. Up.