Digital Guilt

I turned all of my fitness apps back on today.

(During my moving hassle last year, they all got turned off because I found the reminders too stressful… of course that means my fitness regimen has practically dissolved.)

Let the digital-guilt-trip-induced exercise begin!

Stepping Outside My Comfort Zone

Well, climbing outside my comfort zone, actually…

Also literally.

I went climbing with JS today, and faced my longstanding fear of falling from an uncomfortable height. Mind you, this was climbing in a gym, not outdoors on actual rocks.

Surprisingly, I actually made it to the top of one of the walls. (I was surprised, he was not, as he was apparently much more confident in my abilities than I was.)

What I learned from this experience:

  • Finding yourself dangling [seemingly] precariously, many feet above the ground, is not so terrifying when you trust the person on the other end of the rope.
  • Climbing equipment is very effective, and if you’re belayed well, slipping off of the wall is actually not all that traumatic, since you only drop a few inches.
  • I am, in fact, in awful shape, and this experience has me feeling motivated to work out.

Life of Pi

Life of Pi
Yann Martel

Meh. Life of Pi was ok. On many a recommendation, I dutifully trudged through this book. And I do mean trudged. It started off well enough, but the lengthy middle of the book just went on and on… and on some more, and while that served to really drive home the lost at sea thing, it became tiresome enough to detract from my enjoyment of the book and my motivation to even finish it. I wasn’t exactly surprised by the ending, but it was hardly a fulfilling conclusion to the ordeal.

Another Fine Myth

Another Fine Myth
Robert Aspirin

Another Fine Myth is a long time favorite of mine. First acquired on a whim at a used book store, I read it in an evening.

Aspirin offers a light-hearted, witty, comedic take on the traditional high fantasy themes and icons.

Magic? Check.
Dragons? Check.
Knights? Check.
Dull, predictable plot-line? Not even a little.

This was a third or fourth (maybe even fifth!) reading, and it hasn’t lost any of the fun.

Goodreads & Guilt

I have long considered myself to be an avid bookworm. Anyone who has seen my [somewhat] impressive display of collected novels will attest to this fact.

But, I feel that in the last few years I haven’t really done the title justice. I feel that I haven’t deserved to call myself a bookworm, because, in the last few years, I have done very little reading (outside of textbooks, articles, and the periodic blog).

What kind of bookworm doesn’t read?!

A sad, disconnected bookworm, like me: that kind.

So this year, I set a reading goal on Goodreads, via their 2014 Reading Challenge. My goal for 2014? A piddling 50 books.

50 books is piddling? [Some of you may be asking.] That’s just under a book per week! And that’s true, but in my youth, I easily knocked out 2-3 novels each week, since when I sit down and take the time to read, I tend to knock them out pretty quickly.

Also, my amazing friend JF set her goal for 100 books (last year she hit 116), and she’s already at 25 (that’s half of my goal).

Me? I’m at 2. And Goodreads is just pleased as punch to inform me that I am currently 8 books behind schedule. Thanks for that

Actually, the guilt trip inspired by the little % graph and the ‘you’re behind schedule’ comment is fairly encouraging, and I’ve been doing pretty well with keeping my Goodreads up to date with what I’m reading (thank you iPhone app!).

Though I do admit that I am likely to squeeze in a few quick-and-easy reads to buffer my count. Yes, that’s a little bit like cheating, but everything can’t be a ~1000 page epic like Stone of Tears, now can it?

Reflecting

Today was… challenging.

Because life is challenging and people aren’t easy.

Two of my friends were in crisis today.

And when a friend is in crisis, you help.

It’s hard to make a difference when someone’s far away, but sometimes it’s harder to be there in person. To watch someone you love curl up into a ball of despair – it is devastating.

I did my best to reach out, to be strong and thoughtful and supportive, to be there for the people I care about, even as my heart breaks for them.

I only hope that it made a difference, that they feel supported, that they feel loved.

 

Many things in this world are easy to break. Many are difficult to mend. But very few are actually irreparable.

Follow your heart.

Fight for what makes you happy.

You are stronger than you think, and you will make it through this.

Never forget that you are loved.