Could you go seven days without thinking anything negative about yourself, about your situation, about other people? Could you manage NOT to get pissed off on your journey to work, NOT panic at your phone bill and NOT worry about the future?
That’s what I’m doing right now. It’s something Tony calls a 7 DAY MENTAL DIET.
He reckons that the quality of our thoughts is the quality of our lives – and so if we have crappy thoughts, even if we live in a lovely house, with a lovely family, and have a lovely job – it’s going to feel crappy.
This morning I set my alarm for 6.30am and I actually got up. No, really I did. No snoozing, no groaning, no anything except getting up.
Then I sat on my bed did something called PRIMING for ten minutes (see below).
THEN I went for a very brisk walk around the block before coming back and drinking about four glasses of water with lemon (I had coffee too) and dancing around the kitchen to Calvin Harris and that Radioactive song I’m obsessed with. I literally jumped up and down, putting my hands up in the air. The cat looked truly confused.
At 7.40, a time when I’m usually still under my duvet, I was at my computer writing an article that was finished by 10.30am, when I made myself a green juice.
If I was any more efficient, I would be running the country. I don’t recognise myself anymore.