Time Flies by
It's already March.
Man, does Jevon's paradox hold true. Uncannily true.
I already am confused how these two months flew by. Good times, good people. I think I'm due for a trip somewhere. Actually, it's pretty good. In my 20s, maybe every alternate month I go out for a trip? Ideally, bike, but can explore other options.
I'm sadly not running Ooty. A big argument between the race organisers and me led to me threatening to file a consumer complaint and them refunding the money.
I'm a bit proud of this sequence of events (the parking of the bike in the common area incident, which led to me threatening to make a police complaint, and the Ooty run). It's more impactful because the old Divith would've caved in, not run Ooty and foregone the 4k. Maybe reading Churchill has helped me significantly.
This has led me to reconsider my goals. Scratch that. I reviewed my goals, and they still aren't impossible. They're just not in my face, not something that's repeated to me or imprinted in me. This is a systemic issue. A consequence born of an internalised fear? A worry?
I'm not sure. I don't know. I think the talk that Swami Sarvapriyananda gave was transformational. It's not about planning, it's not about goal-setting anymore, but bringing it to action. And I feel this is something that I have been told of (by genius papa), but never internalised. And realising this myself after making mistakes has helped me understand how right Dad is.
I need to, I need to put into action. It isn't a problem of thinking or of discipline or of action. The man I want to be vs the man I am, that's what I need to get to.