Since 2006, blog writers have been answering the NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) challenge–in which novelists try to complete a book in a month–with NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month. The NaBloPoMo challenge is to write a blog post every day of the month of November. Now, if you are a date savvy reader, you might notice that today is November 4th instead of November 1st. Which means that I missed the start of the NaBloPoMo challenge by three full days.
To be fair, I am from Kansas City, and in the last three days, we have been a tiny bit preoccupied with all things related to the Kansas City Royals and their scrappy World Series win. But the truth is, that the challenge started on November 1st, and there is no possible way that, by starting today, I can actually write a blog post for every day in November. Despite my diligent efforts to the contrary, sometimes, when it comes to my writing and other work, I am a bit of a perfectionist. That was on full display in my brain today, as I wrestled with whether or not to try the challenge anyway. I knew that my NaBloPoMo would be three days short. Some part of me hates that fact.
As I kept thinking about it though, I realized that this is a fantastic opportunity to walk my talk. I made the choices that prevented me from starting on time. And I am okay with those choices–I wouldn’t give up the family time, or the record-setting game time, or the amazing city-wide celebration time. Those memories and experiences mean more to me than a perfect 30 post streak.
I made choices. I am happy with those choices. And I want to participate in NaBloPoMo. I think that a lot of the pain in our lives comes from moments when we create an either/or experience when we have the chance for an and experience. By starting on November 4th, I will still have the chance to write 27 NaBloPoMo posts. I will still challenge myself to meet a goal and stretch myself. And I will have the wonderful, irreplaceable memories of the last three days.
There are tons of times in life when we face a missed start. All too often, we talk ourselves out of creating an and moment. We accept the false dichotomy that our past choices have to dictate our choices today. We forget that we retain the power to continue to choose. We retain the power to start anyway. We have the ability to create our own start.
So, I’m starting late, but I’m starting anyway.
Is there a late start you want to try? Feel free to share in the comments, or to reach out for support.