I’m a bad learner unless I have a goal. I never properly learned programming until I had a job, and some projects, at which I didn’t want to fail. Writing? Set a real deadline for myself, or I might as well embrace those empty pages. And physical activity? Working out and stuff? Ha! Ha ha ha. Ha.
I don’t run unless I’m running towards.
I had a great fall, what with that zombie 5k obstacle course thing looming large. Not wanting to beclown myself on a muddy track packed with Walking Dead nerds and people dressed as Team Rocket from Pokemon, I ran regularly and often until I got myself up to a respectable-only-to-me 13 minute mile. As soon as it passed? Hello, couch!
It was time to do myself a favor and give myself a goal. Employing some epic Google-fu (one skill in which I have no doubt: my ability to search), I found this. Ok, so a flat 5K run along a river is nowhere near as cool as running with the
bulls zombies, but it is a goal, and it’s far enough away that I have a chance to get myself back into shape. I paid the registration fee as soon as I found it. No, losing $25 by not going to this won’t kill me, but the ego-pain of failing to get ready for a measly 5K river run in April should be enough to do the trick.
I need to thank Mels for this, actually, because in suggesting this truly torturous looking obstacle course that’s clearly beyond me, she prodded me into doing something I’d been putting off. If anyone’s got anything along those lines – preferably ones that don’t require me to climb things and give myself a mid-course panic attack – feel free to clue me in. I might need to challenge myself a little more after a leisurely run up and down a beautiful river. Or I might chicken out, like I did with Mels’ climbing death race. You never can tell.