Sacrifice. That’s a scary word. But if I’m serious about during this run I need to make some.
I was talking to Smack recently and he inspired me by how disciplined he’s been. He’s given up alcohol, not eating chocolates, not eating at all after 8pm and so on and so forth. He’s set a target weight he wants to achieve for the run and is going for it.
The very thought of giving up say alcohol fills me with dread! That’s not to say I’m an alcoholic, but there’s always an upcoming special event or a reason not to just round the corner. But, if I’m sincere in my desire to do this 150+ mile run I need to make sacrifices.
I haven’t got round to giving up beer yet but I’ve done something equally scary. I’ve deleted my facebook and twitter accounts. That’s it, they’re gone. No more can I waste time reading meaningless and banal status updates or playing Scrabble when you know you’re opponent is cheating (of course, I would never, ever look at Scrabulizer.com or even know about it’s existence…) or deleting the continuous stream of invites to facebook pillow fights.
It’s not just about the time saving, it’s about removing clutter. Mental clutter. I spent so much of my time checking social networking sites at work but also on my phone and it’s such an intrusion. I’d check facebook on the toilet, at the dinner table, walking home… I get no benefit from it and it fills my mind with crap!
Nowhere could I escape. Well, now I have. It feels a little weird at the moment to be honest. How do I talk to people? How do I tell people what I’m up to? But it also feels like I’m free. I’ve dropped off the radar. I’m anonymous and I’m free from the binds of the world.
Well, almost.