Commit

Sleepless nights, sweaty palms, unable to focus, a fashion nightmare in public, all the signs that a really big decision is about to be made. A decision to commit to a course of action that has no guarantee of success. Or failure for that matter. O, if only life came with a waranty.

But it don't. So, I've made the decision. I've made the committment. My new career in trucking starts today. There is nothing like putting money where your big mouth is! Getting into this business is very costly. The truck, the trailer (which is the big determinant in what you haul), the insurance, the fuel, the yada yada yada. That's the money part. The jobs will come with the right attitude and work ethic. And a belief that this is the right thing to do for me. With God's blessing, I ain't gonna fail. No way.

I look at like this. I had to commit to a program to get healthy and stay that way. It took time and lots of effort. Research this, buy that, stick a pin in all my fingers to get the blood for the sugar meter, draw blood for analysis for both doctors I see regularly, and so on. Today that committment is paying off big time. I eat right (most of the time, I had pizza last night) and I exercise every day. I weigh 158 now so I am able to maintain a constant near 160, which has been done for 6 months straight. Proof that this time I'll keep the pounds off for good. It was hard in the beginning but now it ain't no thing. Second nature.

So, in twelve months or less I'll have the truck and trailer paid off and a successful business that will provide for me and my family well off the ground. Success for me now is second nature.