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It will be a late-night run tonight. Usually, I run with Leah, who is a joy to be around and easy on the eyes. But I really only cheat myself when I run with her because the motives are wrong and the work-out isn't optimal. I would run a lot faster and farther if I were alone and I don't need to say yes every time she invites me just because she has nice legs.
It will be cold. It will motivate me to churn harder and burn faster in order to stay warm and to get back to my apartment quicker. I'll be running towards warmth the whole time. Towards my shower. Towards my bed. Towards my book, Catch 22, that I'm re-reading because it is great and hilarious! I need to make a rule. No running with partners based solely on their outward appearance. Actually, no running with partners unless they at my skill level, regardless of attractiveness. Not that my skill level is anything to brag about, but the past two girls I ran with were just pitiful and I continued running with them anyway. "Want to hop in the shower with me when we get back?" Right, like I'd ever actual propose that.
Work has become a circus. That is usually meant to imply in a negative light that something is chaotic and difficult, but I mean it to be a slight bit more literal (but not too literal). Circuses are fun and enjoyable most of the time. They require hard work to orchestrate, hence the implication of the metaphor, but they also provide entertainment. And at the cost of hard work and unremitting stress and pressure, I am constantly entertained. I lectured a builder twice my age the other day on the proper procedure to schedule a service. He fought me and huffed and puffed, but ended the entire conversation with, "OK". With that word, he surrendered! He stood corrected and defeated. I felt a pang of regret for having won for some odd reason. Then I thought, it's going to work out because I know that I will inevitably owe him a favor for some reason some day. In home-building, the structure of debts and rewards is so close to the definition of Karma, it's almost it's own religion.
I have a lot to learn, but the good thing is that I've learned HOW to learn without coming off as an incompetent tenderfoot. I now know the vernacular and the industry. I know the chain of command and the chain of priority. I know how to use my resources and I know how others are supposed to use the resource that I am. Next thing I'm looking forward to is a raise, someday. Or maybe even a Christmas bonus... :)
It will be cold. It will motivate me to churn harder and burn faster in order to stay warm and to get back to my apartment quicker. I'll be running towards warmth the whole time. Towards my shower. Towards my bed. Towards my book, Catch 22, that I'm re-reading because it is great and hilarious! I need to make a rule. No running with partners based solely on their outward appearance. Actually, no running with partners unless they at my skill level, regardless of attractiveness. Not that my skill level is anything to brag about, but the past two girls I ran with were just pitiful and I continued running with them anyway. "Want to hop in the shower with me when we get back?" Right, like I'd ever actual propose that.
Work has become a circus. That is usually meant to imply in a negative light that something is chaotic and difficult, but I mean it to be a slight bit more literal (but not too literal). Circuses are fun and enjoyable most of the time. They require hard work to orchestrate, hence the implication of the metaphor, but they also provide entertainment. And at the cost of hard work and unremitting stress and pressure, I am constantly entertained. I lectured a builder twice my age the other day on the proper procedure to schedule a service. He fought me and huffed and puffed, but ended the entire conversation with, "OK". With that word, he surrendered! He stood corrected and defeated. I felt a pang of regret for having won for some odd reason. Then I thought, it's going to work out because I know that I will inevitably owe him a favor for some reason some day. In home-building, the structure of debts and rewards is so close to the definition of Karma, it's almost it's own religion.
I have a lot to learn, but the good thing is that I've learned HOW to learn without coming off as an incompetent tenderfoot. I now know the vernacular and the industry. I know the chain of command and the chain of priority. I know how to use my resources and I know how others are supposed to use the resource that I am. Next thing I'm looking forward to is a raise, someday. Or maybe even a Christmas bonus... :)