consistency

So this is harder than I imagined; I think I’ve already used up most of my freebies for the month! My plan was to post at least a picture if I couldn’t conjure up words, but I don’t take many pictures. I also don’t use social media much, and am finding it very foreign to think that the things I do day-today are share-worthy. But, excuses. Consistency is the goal for now, even over quality.

In terms of CIM training, things are at least moving. Had to abort a run earlier this week; by the time my afternoon opened up for a run, smoke from the Dixie Fire descended into our valley to the point that the air quality app I prematurely deleted after last summer reported an unhealthy air quality. So that run turned into a weight-lifting session. Went to hot yoga yesterday and will go again today. Not sure yet for Saturday, but long run planned for Sunday. The next step is to decide which races to incorporate into training. Dennis suggested both a buffet dinner and Double Dipsea in the same text…he knows I’m a food-driven person and can easily be distracted into agreeing to crazy things (Double Dipsea) when coupled with/distracted by the possibility of a buffet.

If it’s not already obvious, I struggle with consistency.

This struggle comes from a lot of places: anxiety over what others think, a tendency to gravitate towards comfort, a fair amount of perfectionism, some very bad habits, and a streak of rebelliousness.

However, several events have transpired to remind me, relatively gently at this point, that life is short and time passes ever more quickly and, really, what is all of this worry good for?

So, my pursuit is this: through August 31, post something—anything—six days each week, without worrying (too much) about the quality. I’ll allow myself one day off each, if needed. Anything goes: essays, pictures, race reports, reflections, grumblings, insights, they’re all fair game. Little concern about the quality at this point. The end goal? Get in the habit of taking action related to writing almost every day. Make these days that I’m lucky enough to have count for a little something.