I went for a jog. I felt tired earlier, I still feel a bit tired, but that's because I went for a jog. I thought to myself: since it is still bright outside (at 19:30) I might as well go for a jog. I did. I went jogging, and I didn't go on the green gym, there were lots of people using it. What I did do is go around the park 3 times. I went about 4.7mi, 7.6k in around an hour.
Upon my return home, I felt a bit of shock at my distance, I was then brought down to earth when I saw the average speed, which is 4.8 mph, not bad overall I think, and realistic. I never jog in the evening. I just thought to myself that would be an option since my other undesirable option would be to laze in bed, wank, or a mixture of the two. I decided to have a bath, so that I could perform my scheduled task of scrubbing my feet (two birds in one pumice, as such).
While in the bath, I made an aroma blend of peppermint, cedarwood, lavendar, a touch of patchouli and myrrh. I felt in a bit of a contemplative mood and I thought of all the things that brought me down. I thought to myself: why are you always tormenting yourself with the things in life that are getting you down?
I then replied:
I will not be happy with myself until I'm brilliant.
As soon as that came to my mind, everything came into place. Everything seemed to make sense about my behaviour, about my weird rituals, about the sytematic way I listen to music, about the way I read audiobooks and metaphysics on the tube. I'm still trying to live to that ideal. Its the most profound self expressions and aspirations that I forget, high hopes often lead to small compromises until we are led with some bullshit life in admin.
Alternatively, high aspirations can also mean the audacity to dare. Do I have the audacity to dare? That's the question I must ask myself when I demand one more lap. That's the question when I haven't finished in the day, that's the question I need to ask myself when I need to give an answer to another question: have I been the best that I can be?
I deserve a reasonable rest tonight. Perhaps I might go for a jog in the morning tomorrow (the addict that I am). For now, in my tiresome mindset, I shall attempt to perform more tasks. I want to thank my body for being so good to me. I want to thank my mind for pushing itself. I will be more, I shall be more than I am. Perhaps then I'll be happy.
Upon my return home, I felt a bit of shock at my distance, I was then brought down to earth when I saw the average speed, which is 4.8 mph, not bad overall I think, and realistic. I never jog in the evening. I just thought to myself that would be an option since my other undesirable option would be to laze in bed, wank, or a mixture of the two. I decided to have a bath, so that I could perform my scheduled task of scrubbing my feet (two birds in one pumice, as such).
While in the bath, I made an aroma blend of peppermint, cedarwood, lavendar, a touch of patchouli and myrrh. I felt in a bit of a contemplative mood and I thought of all the things that brought me down. I thought to myself: why are you always tormenting yourself with the things in life that are getting you down?
I then replied:
I will not be happy with myself until I'm brilliant.
As soon as that came to my mind, everything came into place. Everything seemed to make sense about my behaviour, about my weird rituals, about the sytematic way I listen to music, about the way I read audiobooks and metaphysics on the tube. I'm still trying to live to that ideal. Its the most profound self expressions and aspirations that I forget, high hopes often lead to small compromises until we are led with some bullshit life in admin.
Alternatively, high aspirations can also mean the audacity to dare. Do I have the audacity to dare? That's the question I must ask myself when I demand one more lap. That's the question when I haven't finished in the day, that's the question I need to ask myself when I need to give an answer to another question: have I been the best that I can be?
I deserve a reasonable rest tonight. Perhaps I might go for a jog in the morning tomorrow (the addict that I am). For now, in my tiresome mindset, I shall attempt to perform more tasks. I want to thank my body for being so good to me. I want to thank my mind for pushing itself. I will be more, I shall be more than I am. Perhaps then I'll be happy.
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