Nov 11, 2009 15:19
I went to the opera on Monday, and watching the dancers made me think that I want to do something with my body, something that I love, something that motivates me and makes me smile. Then on Tuesday I didn't even go to the gym because I was so afraid of my own head.
So I have a plan, a new plan, for at least the next six weeks. I'm going to run. I'm going to do a 5k on December 12th and again on December 31 and then re-evaluate.
Will this be my life's avocation? I don't know. All I know is that I need to do something hard, something fun, something where success is all in my own hands, and I'm going to try this.
And for at least a week, I'm going to do it without music and games. Because, see, I've always read all the time, but since I got an ipod I never looked up, never stopped, just poured content into my ears. And I know I'm going to probably replace music with reading, but at least at the moment, I'm running without it, and that's a little. That's a start. That's enough to make me open to the world, and myself, a little bit. Admittedly, I hate it in my head right now, but I need to go there for a little bit or I'll never get out. I've been on the surface too long. And I'm going to try to write, even if it is pretentious, me first kinda bullshit that I don't like to read, because maybe I need it. Maybe I want someone to read, but more than that, I need to write, need to get things out in front and see what happens. Tonight I run for 20 minutes.
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