Off to a symbolic start
Thursday, November 05, 2015
WARNING: The following is rated FWP (First World Problem) Par Excellance!
So I'm starting a new 5k challenge tomorrow. I remembered an awesome blog (or article) I read a few years ago about this time of year where one might typically gain 5 pounds between now and the end of the year. Therefore, if you progress with a nice steady lifestyle and lose 5 pounds, you can count it as 10. What a bargain! Anyhow, I love a plan. The list is short:
1) leave the office at 6:00
2) Transfer songs from iTunes to iPhone for Couch to 5k program
3) Charge phone
4) Lay out clothes
5) Bring in laundry
Totally doable, right? Absolutely!
I left the office at 7:45 which is much sooner than if I hadn't made the list. CHECK I got home (2 hours, but that's LA for you) and puttered for a bit before trying to get music onto my phone. I love, no LOVE, music. Therefore, I have the biggest iPod you can get with 13,000 songs. That is great for running and I have playlists for different things but I wanted to put music on the phone so I could use my new Couch to 5k program. Having told myself (and putting it on the list) that I was going to do this it means if I don't do it I'm not running. That's the way I roll. Fortunately, it doesn't bite me in the ass too much because I'm great at plowing through what has to be done, but tonight I'm starting to feel a little mean, bitter and twisted.
I thought I would just plug the phone into the computer and it would be somewhat obvious, but no. Google search. Ok got the instructions. Ok enter apple ID. Dang got it wrong to many times (my music is from cds) and have to reset. Ok now transfer. No, must authorize computer. Now must authorize phone. Now must update phone. I have INCREDIBLY fast internet and it has been 45 minutes.
My phone is charging. CHECK
I brought in my laundry (from the place I stay at close to work 3 days a week) CHECK
Listened to a book on tape
Unpack a diffuser I bought on Amazon, read the directions and opted for some "Mental Focus" blend
Arrrrgg Unpacking the download. Cannot take it anymore. The gods are against me running. I knew it!
Hilarious! And with this attitude you are going to get up early 3 days a week and run? If I wanted to, I could make up so many more excuses without even having technology to blame. Fear. Fear of starting something I won't finish. Fear that I will always put my health too far down on the list to get to. Fear of having to start over again on something that is so natural to me. Fear of being that old lady huffing down the street. Screw that and I don't mean the running, I mean the fear. I don't approve of thinking of myself as a victim.
I'm going to now give you Dune's Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear and get back to my to do list:
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.