It was one of those days where I felt like I got hit with a truck.
It's the first day I cut my caffeine consumption this low (200mg, from 400mg). The day was stacked with high leverage calls, and I had a reasonably large amount of work to do besides it. I dropped my normal routine of going for a light walk to a Chinese restaurant to eat and write followed by the gym, and instead choose to run the stairs at the apartment building and stay in to save time.
That might have been a mistake -- caught up inside all day, lower caffeine than baseline, moderately low sleep, stacked day...
Around 8PM (with my next call to wake up for at 4AM), I started to say to myself, "You know, maybe I'm just not feeling it right now. I've got 90 to 150 minutes of more work to do, at least, but maybe it'd be smart to sleep... I've felt flat all day, maybe I'm coming down with something. Maybe..."
--but then I realized I was having "The Quitting Conversation."
And I dropped that line of thinking, finished my work, and I'm now going to bed -- quite proud.
"Quitting starts as a reasonable conversation." -- Former Navy SEAL Richard Machowicz -- "And it's all true, and all reasonable. It's unreasonable not to quit."
Be unreasonable.