It seems like the older I get, the faster time goes. I know...I know...My parents always told me that would happen. I start to think, “Where have my days gone?”
Days fly past without anything to show for them.
I start to wonder what I can do to make my days more successful, more meaningful. When training for my marathon, I always took great pride in knowing that before I came to work—I had done something great for my body! I fight with my bed EVERY morning over this topic, GUESS WHAT? The bed wins.
We have just started a new Active for Life program at work, encouraging us to become more active in our daily life. I try to remember that the little things help: stairs here, a little walk there, park far from the entrance etc. If I can incorporate these little things into my daily life, I will be making a major change.
As days become shorter and the to-do list stacks up, I just try to remember that every moment matters. I have to make the most of it—do the best that I can.
How do you make every moment count?
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