This morning was my 1,899th consecutive day of running my mile each day. It feels like it's a good number.
It's also Friday the 13th, which to me always feels like it's going to be a great day, although others can often feel nervous about it.
Superstitions are interesting aren't they. They're prime examples of how we take experiences, or learnings from others, and project those learnings into our future.
Why should a day that has a particular combination of the day of the week and day number of the month end up being any better or worse than any other day? It doesn't make any sense.
Every day has the potential to be the best day of your life.
In fact every day is the best day of your life. After all, we have no idea whether or not it will be the last day of our life, so as it's the only day we absolutely know that we have, how can it not be our best day?
It's the only one we know we've got, so it's not a good day to put off something that we'd love to do until tomorrow. We never live in tomorrow, only today.
Have the best Friday the 13th you've ever had today. How can it be anything else?
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