My coworker Joe posted about consistency in fitness a couple of weeks ago, and I’ve been stewing over it since.
I have a lot of ideas. I’m interested in a lot of things. All the time. That’s good – I like being excited about life, learning, and experiences. I want to know how the universe works. I want to understand the details That led to WWII. I want to understand calculus. Really understand calculus. I want to learn how to fix my car. I want to write machine learning algorithms. I want to be able to run fast. I want to build a sprinkler system controller that interfaces with my phone. I want to explore strange places. I want to start another business. I want to be good at growing tomatoes. I want to climb mountains. Lots of them.
I also have a full time job, and a wife, and some kids. I can’t do everything I want to do. Even without the job, wife, and children, I couldn’t do them all. Progressing at any single thing comes at the expense of several others, at least in the short term.
What’s left is a question of priorities: what do I most want to learn, do, experience?
All this does have something to do with consistency. In order to achieve consistency, and its benefits — to commit the time and effort toward a goal day after day for long enough to gain traction and get somewhere — requires real commitment. Maintaining that commitment means trusting the initial decision, and sticking to it, which feels like a terrible thing – ignoring the ten things you want to do for the one thing you’re actually doing.
So, what is consistency to me, really? It’s making a decision, and then not second guessing it for long enough to see it through.