The 2-Minute Experiment That Changed My Morning
I'd tried longer routines and watched them die. So I committed to exactly two minutes. Thirty days later my morning had transformed.
By David Arnowitz
I'd tried longer routines and watched them die. So I tried the smallest possible version. Instead of a thirty-minute morning, I committed to exactly two minutes. Two minutes of anything I chose, before I checked my phone.
The first week was laughably easy. Two minutes of stretching. Two minutes of journaling. Two minutes of just sitting with my coffee without scrolling.
By week three something shifted. The two minutes started expanding on their own. Not because I forced it. Because the friction of starting was gone. I'd sit down to journal for two minutes and look up fifteen minutes later, with three pages filled.
After thirty days my morning had transformed. Not through willpower. Not through some elaborate new routine. Two minutes wasn't really the practice — it was the permission to start the practice.
“Two minutes isn't the practice. Two minutes is the permission to start the practice.”
What's the two-minute version of the practice you've been putting off?