Why I Punched A Lizard In The Face This Morning

It all started with ankle surgery.

For the past two years, I haven’t been able to run because of pain in my ankle. Finally, this February, after exhausting all other treatments, I succumbed to having surgery.

It’s been five months since I went under the knife and I’m finally healed enough to start running again.

Ok, let’s be real –it’s a slow jog. But it’s a start back to a half marathon.

This morning, I woke up grumpy and decided a run was just what I needed to clear my head.

About twenty minutes into my run I had to punch lizard. He just would not shut up.

Before you report me to the animal welfare folks, let me tell you about this lizard. I’m sure you’ll agree after hearing my story, he deserved what he got.

You see, this isn’t any ordinary lizard.

First of all, he’s huge. I’d guess he’s at least 5 feet tall.

He is purple with spots and he always sports this sickening grin on his face. He has a nasty habit of rubbing his hands together and snickering.

He looks a lot like Randall from Monsters, Inc. actually.

Copyright, Disney Inc.

Copyright, Disney Inc.

And he follows me everywhere.

This nasty little beast represents my lizard brain, that ancient part of my noggin that is responsible for fear, anxiety and risk-avoidance.

Some people have a nice little devil and angel that sit on their shoulder and tell them what to do.

Me? I’ve got a freaking life-sized lizard.

This morning he was in rare form.

About five minutes into my run:

The Lizard: You know, you should stop. You’re going to reinjure your ankle.

Me: Shut up, Lizard.

A few minutes later…

The Lizard: Seriously, you should stop. What if you step in a hole and twist your good ankle?

Me: Shut up, Lizard.

Ten minutes into the run…

The Lizard: I’m worried. You should stop. You’re going to get tired and you are going to trip and hurt yourself.

Me: Shut up, Lizard.

Five minutes later…

The Lizard: Come on. Please stop. You’ve got a ten-day trip to three cities coming up. You can’t be injured for that!

Me: Shut up, Lizard.

Finally, at twenty minutes in, I’d had enough.

The Lizard: You are so tired. I can see it. If you stop now, no one will know. You don’t have to push so hard. Just quit. It’s easy.

Me: Shut up, Lizard!

That’s when I belted him one right in the kisser.

It was awesome! He got that dazed look like the Coyote when he got hit with an anvil. He spun around on his heels and did a face-plant right on the sidewalk.

And I kept on running.

It’s not the first time I’ve had to deck the guy.

He shows up all the time.

He tells me in sales calls, “Don’t price it too high or you’ll lose the deal!”

He taunts me when I’m writing, “What if they think your writing is crap? What if your marketing fails?”

He taunts me when I’m about to pick up the phone, “Don’t tell the client they should be doing something different? What if they get mad at you for bringing bad news?”

That tricky lizard tries to control everything I say and do. Sometimes he is smart enough to walk away after I give him a few choice words.

But when I’m doing something really important, he needs a punch in the face to shut him up.

I’ll bet you have a “lizard”, too.

How do you deal with yours? I’d love to hear your stories of perseverance in the face of doubt. You can share them below…

About the Author Laura Posey

Laura Posey is Chief Instigator at Simple Success Plans. Her driving mission is to show entrepreneurs how to double their business while taking more time out of the company to make a difference in the world. She is an avid traveler and is always looking to connect with readers around the world.

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