Ironmom's Tough Shit Policy

"It's too cold and rainy outside to go for a run."  Tough shit.
"I'd rather eat pasta than vegetables." Tough shit.
"Pushups are too hard for me to do." Tough shit.
"I don't have time to cook for my family and fast food is so much easier" Tough shit.

My son told me I should blog about what he calls my Tough Shit Policy. He thinks it's hilarious, except of course when he's being subjected to something he doesn't want to do. The Tough Shit Policy is simply this:

Taking what you know is right, and applying it with no exceptions. 

There are always easier ways out. It's easier to pretend you didn't do something wrong than to apologize. It's easier to stay inside than to take the dogs for a walk in the pouring rain. It's easier to tell your kids not to do something than to show them by being a good example. It's easier to grab a burrito on the way home than to plan a meal. We all know where those easier ways get us:

Taking the easy road gets us in long-term trouble. The easy road in reality equals the hard road.

Not apologizing will wreck your marriage. You may face a divorce months or years down the road. Treating your kids to the "do as I say, not as I do" parenting style results in a teenager that you battle with daily. Not exercising or eating well leaves you in a wheelchair from diabetes when other people your age are still running marathons.

You know what the right thing to do is today. No excuses. Tough Shit. Just Do It.