Saturday, September 1, 2012
There's a line from the Scott Jurek book Eat & Run that has really stuck with me: "Sometimes you just do things."
I'm not really in to just doing things. In fact, part of what contributes to my eternal stagnation is that I can't just do things. I always have to ask "why" or "what's so important about this" or "what is the point of doing that," and look how far all of that rumination has gotten me.
It seems like such a simple statement, but you'd be amazed at how useful it is when you're 8 miles into an 11 mile run, and the humidity is 127%, and you think maybe your toes have turned into little ginsu knives. Other useful statements at such a juncture: "this is what I want" "I choose to be here" and "I will eat my face off when this is over."
Because choice is important, isn't it? Feeling in control is a creature comfort. Although it becomes less of a comfort for other creatures when you decide to try to control them, but overall I would say that feeling like you are your own master is an important element to happiness.
I turned 32 last week. 32! Which I know won't seem like much to some of you, but it feels like a big deal. People in their 30s own things. They have paths. They are in charge of stuff. Or so it seems. I've decided to embark on my own 30-something avenue that will be kind of a big deal if I see it through. Naturally I don't plan on sharing it with you yet (not for quite awhile really), but I have to say it feels good to decide to just do something. Because why the F not.
*and sometimes 2 people in the course of a day ask you to write more blog posts, so you just sit down and do it