Hopping aboard the discipline train
I'm not much of an artist. I can doodle, but mainly it consists of squares and circles. But I was in a meeting a week or so ago and this came out: I wanted to draw a picture of Godzilla taking over Tokyo.
But it's more like I'm learning to be more disciplined, which frankly, is a pretty suckey process. I'm not that bad as a whole. I'm kind, caring, thoughtful, conservative, patient, etc... but I can aways do better. I still drift through days without much of a plan. I eat like every meal will be my last, and I get selfish and insular. And, oh, I'm a gawd awful housekeeper. So how do I go through life well?
Although it's going to take a whole life to figure this out, I think the answer lies in discipline. That word. ... that annoying, uncomfortable concept. I don't enjoy working hard and don't like to be structured. But there are benefits that come out of being disciplined.
I've learned this lesson in a few ways last week. I joined Curves. It's painful to work out, but I do feel better. It's not that hard and I will get stronger.
But the other thing that happened was a carpool. This kind of happened organically. Catherine's car conked out, so I gave a ride and then we decided to give it a go. I didn't expect it to be so hard. It's funny how set in my ways I've become. It's hard to give up some control (and quietness)...but somehow, there's a lesson in this.
Maybe I will feel less like Tokyo as I strengthen my discpline. Just maybe.
But it's more like I'm learning to be more disciplined, which frankly, is a pretty suckey process. I'm not that bad as a whole. I'm kind, caring, thoughtful, conservative, patient, etc... but I can aways do better. I still drift through days without much of a plan. I eat like every meal will be my last, and I get selfish and insular. And, oh, I'm a gawd awful housekeeper. So how do I go through life well?
Although it's going to take a whole life to figure this out, I think the answer lies in discipline. That word. ... that annoying, uncomfortable concept. I don't enjoy working hard and don't like to be structured. But there are benefits that come out of being disciplined.
I've learned this lesson in a few ways last week. I joined Curves. It's painful to work out, but I do feel better. It's not that hard and I will get stronger.
But the other thing that happened was a carpool. This kind of happened organically. Catherine's car conked out, so I gave a ride and then we decided to give it a go. I didn't expect it to be so hard. It's funny how set in my ways I've become. It's hard to give up some control (and quietness)...but somehow, there's a lesson in this.
Maybe I will feel less like Tokyo as I strengthen my discpline. Just maybe.
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