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Hey Reader, I’ve realized that I keep making plans for a woman who sleeps well, wakes up with plenty of energy, has no appointments, feels completely comfortable in her body, and can concentrate without interruption. She seems lovely. I’m just not her every day (or most days).😂 At this stage of pregnancy, my energy can look very different from one day to the next. Some mornings, I feel focused and ready to write, work, exercise, prepare for the baby, and make progress on every idea I’ve been carrying around. Other days, I feel uncomfortable in my body, I don’t sleep as well, my brain feels slower, and simply completing what absolutely needs to be done takes most of what I have. But for some reason, I keep making plans as if every day will be one of the good, high-energy days.
Then an ordinary, imperfect day arrives, and instead of adjusting the plan, I start believing I’ve failed at it. Maybe you’ve done this too. You decide you’re going to exercise four times a week. Write for an hour every morning. Spend two hours a day building your business. Post consistently. Complete the course. Finally make progress on the project you’ve been postponing. The plan sounds completely reasonable when you’re feeling motivated. But then you sleep badly. Work becomes demanding. Someone needs something from you. Your energy disappears. You miss the time you set aside for your projects. And because you can’t complete the version you originally planned, you do nothing instead. Last week, in my birthday email, I asked you to think about the thing you don’t want to keep calling “someday”, and to choose one action you could take within 72 hours. But what happens after that first action? What happens when the motivation that helped you make the decision isn’t available the next day? I think this is where so many meaningful goals quietly fall apart. Not because we don’t care about them. Not because we’re incapable of following through. But because we’ve created plans that only work for the most energetic, focused, and motivated versions of ourselves. And when we can’t meet that standard, we interpret a smaller effort as not being worth doing. I’m starting to believe that a sustainable plan needs more than one acceptable version. It needs: The ideal version.
What would I do if I had plenty of time, energy, and concentration?
The real-life version.
What could I reasonably complete on an ordinary day when life is happening around me?
The minimum version.
What could I do in five or ten minutes to stay connected to the thing that matters?
Three bullet points won’t complete an entire resource. But they keep me connected to it. They make it easier to return tomorrow. And most importantly, they prevent one low-energy day from becoming another month when the idea exists only in my head. The minimum version isn’t meant to become the ceiling. It’s the floor that keeps everything from falling to zero. Because consistency doesn’t always mean doing the same amount, in the same way, at the same time. Sometimes consistency means refusing to disappear from your own goal simply because you can’t give it everything today. It means asking:
That smaller action may not feel impressive. But it provides important evidence:
So, think about the goal or idea you’ve been wanting to make real. What would its three versions look like? My ideal version is… My real-life version is… My five- or ten-minute minimum version is… Be honest about the life you actually have; not the imaginary week when nothing unexpected happens and you suddenly become endlessly motivated. That one right there is the one that keeps holding us back. Then, the next time you can’t complete the ideal version, choose another one instead of choosing nothing. This is one of the principles I’m building into Make Your Idea Real, the experience I’m creating to help women move a business or meaningful creative idea out of their heads and into the world. Because the goal isn’t to depend on one perfect burst of motivation. It’s to create a way of working that helps you return to the idea through real days, unpredictable energy, imperfect schedules, and different seasons of your life. And I’d love to hear what this looks like for you. Hit reply here with the word MINIMUM and tell me this: The goal I’m working toward is…
On an imperfect day, the smallest version that would still count is…
I read every response, and what you share will also help me build Make Your Idea Real around what women are actually navigating, not an imaginary life with unlimited time and energy. The smallest version of your goal isn’t proof that you aren’t serious about it. It may be what helps you stay connected to it long enough to make it real. P.S. You don’t have to lower the goal. You may simply need to create a smaller way to keep moving towards it today.
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