Starting Now: My 75 Hard Challenge (business edition)

Maybe this was a mistake.

Or maybe this was the best choice I could’ve made.

Time will tell.

For the next 75 days, I’ll do the following Monday through Saturday:

1. Do morning pages every day

2. Blog once a day - either for business or personal blog

3. Read 10 pages of a book on copywriting every day

4. Do 30 minutes of movement a day (walk, yoga, dance, etc.)

5. Post on IG 4x a week, LinkedIn 2x a week, Threads 1x a day

6. Engage with other accounts for 1 hour a day across platforms

7. Must take a rest day once a week

If I miss an eligible day, I’ll be back at day one and start all over. I started this challenge because I’m gonna learn how to write better and faster even if it kills me.

This diary will be my cute little writing playground as it has been for years. This is where I’ll dispense the excess thoughts, let the randomness roam, and give creativity space to breathe.

My goal in writing a blog a day is to break some bad habits I’ve fallen into — editing while I’m writing, overthinking what I’m saying without giving my brain a chance to flesh out the thought, trying to apply better writing techniques in real time.

I can’t do it like that anymore. It’s making me hate writing. It’s exhausting, slowing me down, and likely only helping me write a fraction better than if I were to simply to write freely and go back and edit with a fine-tooth comb.

Everything included in my challenge were things I was already planning on doing but was struggling to do consistently. Now I have a scary checklist to keep me accountable instead of that loud voice in my head barking about how I don’t do enough, I’m failing at everything at least a little, and I can’t trust myself.

Now I have cute daily and weekly boxes I’ve printed out outlining the incremental efforts that’ll take me from this lily pad to the next.

I know this challenge works. There’s no question about it. It’ll get me somewhere, and that’s all I need.

I think where I’m hesitant is trusting I can keep these promises to myself. Will I actually be able to do all this shit every day and every week consistently especially when I don’t feel like it?

I’m really good at letting things get in the way. Do I have the balls to push them aside and not make the wrong decision about what’s pushed aside and what’s not? Because in a vacuum, locked in my apartment, with no social obligations to anyone and anything, I could do all this stuff easily.

But life has a way of setting up hurdles for fun, and here’s where the mental toughness comes in.

I know the next 75 days will work muscles that’ll scream at me to stop. It’ll be painful, it’ll be inconvenient, it’ll have good days, and it’ll have bad ones.

But I’m gonna have good and bad days regardless, so might as well channel my inevitable suffering into something I chose.

Why am I doing this? I’m taking myself seriously these next 75 days. What’s inside me to offer is worth the work to bring it to light.

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