Last year, I started a new tradition for my birthday. I began to use it for making yearly resolutions. New Years had gotten to cliche for me and the process lost meaning. My birthday, however, seemed appropriate. When better to mark, yearly, when to remake myself?
Previously, it's been typical stuff. Pay off debts. Start a savings. Get things. Etc. You know the type. This year, I've added something a little different. This year I want to start doing things. Most notably, I want to start living a bit more according to my personal philosophies.
That shouldn't be too hard. I mean, we all live according to our own moral codes, right? Then you start to think about it. You know it's good to help people. But what do you do if you see a panhandler? You ignore them. You think negative things about them. "Oh, they'll likely buy drugs. Or alcohol. Or whatever." Don't feel too guilty about it. We all do it. I do it. And yea, some of them will. But some of them are really just trying to get enough money together to get another tank of gas to get them closer to...where ever... they're going.
Consider yourself then, my work out buddy. I'm sure we're both perfectly healthy. We do decent things for people. But I want to push myself a bit harder. I want to get a little stronger, a little leaner. And I need help to keep myself honest. I need to know somebody that I personally know, verse some ethereal idea of an entity, is helping me get to the gym and hit those goals I set. Here, I'll post about them. Maybe even with photos attached.
This is my chronicle of trying to walk the path.
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