Yesterday, I rode my bike three times around the neighborhood. Eight point seven miles. I posted a screenshot of my Strava on my Instagram, and in the caption I said that I hoped to break 10 miles on my next ride.
Today, I was feeling pretty good, so I took my bike out again. I went around three times, and considered a fourth. I was still contemplating when I rolled past my parents’ street.
“Well, I guess I’m doing this,” I said aloud to myself.
And then followed with a tentative “I can do this.”
And then followed with an assertive, “I can do this.”
And then I did it. Eleven point six miles.
I set goals. I attain a goals. That’s how I roll.