Dear Diary:
I think we can all agree that the whole point to New Year's Resolutions is that they're something you make in a blaze of optimism and then quietly ignore a few weeks or months down the line.
Do I not speak for us all when I say that New Year's Resolutions should be all about The Good Intentions Gone Horribly, Horribly Wrong? For sure, that's how pretty much all my past New Year's Resolutions have gone.
But this year ... great balls o' fire, this year I immortalized my New Year's Resolution on a web site. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Huh? HUH?
Friday was the day I broke the half way mark on the Five Hundred Miles To Nowhere project. The enormity of this freakin' resolution has been vividly brought home to me because now I know exactly how much effort lies ahead.
I suspect I may have been dropped on my head as a child.
Several times.
Really, that's the only logical explanation for
a) making a commitment like this in the first place and
b) feeling I have to follow through on it come H-E-double toothpicks or high water.
Look, I have to admit that the fitness benefits of this have been amazing. My resting heart rate now is in the mid-50's. I have a lot more energy than I had before. It's even affected my spirit--all those endorphins have made me a happier person.
I suppose I should mention some inspirational stuff such as how it has taught me that I'm physically much stronger than I thought or that I've learned the amazing power of the mind, how the spirit can keep us going when the body wants to quit.
But you want to know The Really Big Life Lesson this project has taught me?
Never, ever announce a New Year's Resolution in a public forum.
Seriously.
Let me repeat that just to make sure no one has missed it:
NEVER, EVER ANNOUNCE A NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION IN A PUBLIC FORUM.
Why? Because, well, when you do that you're pretty much obligated to follow through, especially if you're dim-witted enough to encourage other people to join in with you.
I know. I'm as appalled by this realization as you are.
Next year? Oh man, I have completely learned my lesson. Next year there will be absolutely no public New Year's Resolutions at all.
Trust me, that promise you can take to the bank.
--Marn
Goal for 2003: 500 miles - 804.5 kilometers
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