1 Beer

I try to follow a fairly disciplined morning routine as I find it sets me up well for the day. The positive correlation between doing my morning routine and the productivity and satisfaction I get from my day is undeniable. And yet still there are times when I don’t do my morning routine.

Recently I’d been on a decent streak – a couple of weeks -  of following my morning routine and I was feeling great for it. Then I went to watch my son play in an evening football game. It must have been around 11pm by the time we got home. I decided to have one bottle of beer before heading off to bed. Just one. In the morning, I woke feeling a little groggy. Groggy is probably too strong a word for it, I was feeling just very slight off. I decided not to meditate. I decided not to give gratitude. I decided not to take my morning walk. I decided not to drink water that morning, I had two cups of coffee instead. At lunchtime I decided to get a supermarket meal deal, a wrap, a packet of crisps and a Coke. Whilst I worked, I decided to watch true-crime videos on youTube. Lots of them, back to back. I decided not to exercise that evening. That night I went to bed later than I normally would.

But hey, that’s ok because it’s just one day right?

The following day I didn’t meditate either. I’m on another streak now – one of not doing my morning routine. One of not being motivated or productive. There’s a gap of around a week in my journal where I haven’t made any entries. One day I’ll look back at my journal and wonder where I went, wonder what happened. I could put a little back-entry in there now to explain what happened. Simple and to the point it will say, ‘1 beer’.