i stopped writing my goals on the whiteboard — that shit doesn’t work
I’ve decided something.
I’m done writing my goals on the whiteboard.
Because that shit does not work.
And before anybody tries to hit me with the “write the vision, make it plain” line — listen. I believe in writing it down. I believe in manifestation. I believe in faith. I believe in goals. I believe in all that cute inspirational shit.
But I also believe in something else:
Writing a goal down doesn’t mean shit if you don’t execute it.
And I’m living proof.
Because my whiteboard?
Is basically decoration at this point.
the whiteboard is blank… just like my follow-through
This has been on my wall for weeks blank. I threw it away today. No point
Let me tell you how bad it is.
That whiteboard is sitting there blank as hell.
Or even worse, it has goals on it that have been sitting there for months, like unpaid bills.
And I’m going to be real…
I’m full of shit.
Because the problem isn’t the whiteboard.
The problem isn’t the marker.
The problem isn’t the goals.
It’s pretty obvious the problem is me.
I erased all the whiteboards in my room.
The goals.
The fitness journey.
The dates.
The “this is what I’m going to do” timeline.
All of it.
Because it started feeling fucking dumb.
Not because the goals were dumb… but because I walk past it every single day in my room and nothing changes. I don’t look at it. I don’t read it. I don’t receive it.
I act like that shit doesn’t even exist.
So what’s the point?
What’s the point of talking about what you’re going to do…
or writing down what you’re going to do…
if you still do the same shit the next day?
i’ve been doing this for TWO YEARS
Let’s talk about the pattern.
Every year I come up with the most amazing plan.
The most organized plan.
The most motivated plan.
The most “this is my year” plan.
I write it down like I’m about to change the world…
And then I don’t execute.
And that’s why the whiteboard doesn’t work.
Not because writing it down is wrong — but because writing it down has become my little fake productivity ritual. It makes me feel productive without actually being productive.
It’s a dopamine hit.
Like:
“Ooooh look at you being intentional.”
“Ooooh look at you planning.”
“Ooooh look at you setting goals.”
And then the next day…
Same bullshit.
Same scrolling.
Same procrastination.
Same rushing.
Same “I’ll do it tomorrow.”
And now the whiteboard is just sitting there like a list of broken promises.
To myself.
the truth: goals without action are just fantasy
And here’s the truth no one wants to admit:
Goals without action are just fantasy.
You can write it.
You can talk about it.
You can pray about it.
You can post about it.
But if you don’t execute?
It’s bullshit.
It’s writing on the wall.
And I’m tired of writing on the wall.
i don’t need more goals… i need habits
So here’s what I realized.
Maybe I don’t need goals.
Maybe I need habits.
Because goals are cute… but habits build a life.
So I’m not writing:
“Get healthy.”
I’m building the habit of:
eating healthy
sleeping more
working out 4–5 days a week
drinking water
going to the sauna at least 3 days a week
I’m not writing:
“Be a better mom.”
I’m building the habit of:
keeping Sariah on a consistent routine
brushing her teeth every morning, no matter how much she fights me
being present, even when I’m tired
not skipping the book at bedtime
I’m not writing:
“Get disciplined.”
I’m building the habit of:
getting up at 4:00 even when I don’t have training
working out on weekends too
not waiting until Monday to start over
I’m not writing:
“Be successful.”
I’m building the habit of:
being better at my job as an assistant principal
passing my AP test
writing one blog a week
posting every day on both socials
improving my content consistently
showing up when I don’t feel like it
Because the truth is — I’m trying to become the type of person who does what she says.
Not the type of person who writes cute shit down and ignores it.
say it out loud: this is who i am
And I also realized something else.
I need to start speaking identity over my life, not just goals.
So here it is.
I am a content creator.
I am an assistant principal.
I am an investor.
I am a debt-free person in progress.
I am someone who invests monthly into my Roth IRA and investment accounts.
I am someone who shows up for herself.
I am someone who does the work.
Because the list goes on forever…
But none of it means shit if I don’t move like it.
final truth: the whiteboard wasn’t the problem
So yeah… I stopped writing my goals on the whiteboard.
Because that shit doesn’t work.
Not because goals are stupid.
But because it’s stupid to keep writing the same future over and over again while living the same present.
The whiteboard wasn’t the problem.
The problem is me.
And the fix isn’t another plan.
The fix is execution.
So no more writing it down just to feel good.
Now I’m building habits.
Because habits are what change your life.
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