As I sat in a crowded Tim Horton’s off an exit in Indianapolis staring at my grilled chicken wrap and a half guzzled medium black coffee I smiled through my stress. Here I was after the most insane week of travel I’ve ever had, trying to make a writing deadline, in between more travel, and I was doing my best—and for that I was proud.
I had been to Ohio, New York, Boston, and Indianapolis within three days and wasn’t about to succumb to more stress because I had only made it to the gym once and had eaten more things out of a wrapper than I cared to admit. It was a nightmare to my otherwise Type A, controlling, creature-of-habit tendencies, but I was making due with good enough and good enough had to be great.
Throughout last week I sat on the crux of adulthood and responsibility wondering how we all do this…this is new to me, mind you, I don’t have little ones to care for, I don’t have an overwhelmingly stressful job (and I’m fortunate to have co-workers who jump in to help), and I’m not battling anything serious in my life.
But I wonder if you are?
Life is hard. It messes with us, it throws us circumstances (and wonderful opportunities) that we weren’t prepared for, and it often leaves us asking “Why me?” or “What am I supposed to do now?”—and what happens to our health during these times? Do you let movement, good food, sleep, and stress slide or do you let good enough be great?
Even though I was traveling non-stop I made time for movement as I walked from one end of the terminal to the other in between flights. I chose as many meals full of veggies and lean proteins as I could. I tried to make sure I was getting enough sleep and I found little moments in Uber’s and waiting in hotel lobbies to close my eyes and take some deep breaths. Was it perfect? Not even close. Was it good enough? You bet.
What I’m getting at here is that we don’t live in a utopia—we don’t always have access to our hundred dollar gym memberships, Ninja bullet 3000’s, and our personalized box of essential oils for maximum relaxation so what happens then? Will you let perfect be the enemy of good or will you try to make do with what you’re given? After all, we can’t be the best for ourselves and those around us if our health suffers.
Next time life throws you a curve ball, will you let good enough be great? You might not hit a grand slam, but you’ll be better prepared to avoid a strikeout and walk away with a hit.