While my PCR gel is running, so is my head. The last few days (week?) it's been churning on ideas. Dump 'em here.
1. I want to sign up for the 100 miler in 2021. I want to sign up on the anniversary date of the start of this blog and my registration for IMWI 2010, but that's emotional and not rational. I've told a few people about this plan, I say it with a lack of too-serious and they seem to take it that way. Why do I want this? I want/need my redemption, I feel unfinished. I need to prove to myself that I can do this. And sitting here right now I have doubts, just like I did for IMWI. I want to do it, so I should just do it.
2. I want to start "base training" and have drawn out this elaborate-ish plan like I always do. I'm at 6-ish hours a week now and this would bring me up to 8-10. It's the Joe Friel plan I found in TrainingPeaks yesterday (yesterday! elaborate plan since *yesterday*?) that I started in January 2007. Yikes! Why do I want this? It will give me structure. I love a plan, the logistics, the numbers, the relatively thoughtlessness of being told what to do. But I'll have to build up to it, I've sketched that out already. And I'll have to work around the weekend travels, I've sketched that out too. I want to do it, so just do it.
3. I want to do the Sept 14th Whole 30. I'm signed up via email, been getting the emails, kinda working through the checklists and to-do's they send out. I've only mentally worked on the "why" writing challenge. I feel silly writing it all down, but I can make my list of 10 Why's and reduce it to really only 4 Why's as they overlap so much. If I do this, will it be strict? Take a step back, and ask what I hope to accomplish with this.................? That's a gap to be filled in. Maybe on a walk this afternoon.
4. I'm cancelling all of my upcoming medical appointments. I think it's only two. They linger, no, they lurk. In my head, like a ball waiting to drop. Sure, I have what I think are some issues going on, but I feel so fragilized when I think about them, and fragilized when I think about discussing them, and more fragilized with I think I have to be tested and have it put to my medical record. There's no answers to be found there. I give up on their tests. I treat it like a pass fail. The hospital system will probably reschedule me. I want to cancel them, so I will.
5. My mind is like a rock skipping on the surface of the water. I can't seem to delve too deeply into any one topic too long. Ideas come to the surface for a few moments then sink again. At moments like this, when I have 20 or so mins to type or write, I get some clarity. But I get nothing DONE. I'm failing at getting things DONE. Especially chores and work at the house. I've been gone the past 7 weekends, and I'm not successfully compressing all I need to do into the 4 full days that I'm here. That's not entirely to say I get nothing done. I get my running and biking, I get my meals, I guess I have priorities and they're aren't in full alignment with each other yet. If I can schedule a run, I can schedule a chore. If I can cancel an appointment, I can cancel some waste of time I have.
6. I need to change the oil on the truck, and I drove to work today so I could do that. I just checked, they're open until only 6pm. Ugh. Tomorrow morning? After my bike ride? They open at 7am, which is after my ride.
7. Combining 5 and 6. I SBR at 6am when nothing else is open, so I'm not really wasting time on SBR, I've just found an opening in my day where it has no competition for getting done. Same can be done with chores!
8. I am falling behind on my Russian studies, I haven't even opened Duolingo today and my Mango and Coursera haven't been opened all week. This is something I worked on with the dog walks, she's so slow walking now that I can type in Duolingo while walking. Is this a priority? NO! But I still feel behind.
9. Bad habits resurface in weeks like this, for some reason regressing into Moria habits are a coping mechanism. Which makes no sense, because Moria takes time away from me, and all I have been complaining about here is my supposed lack of time. Moria is an evening thing usually, when I'm supposed to be doing chores. Huh, think there's a connection?
10. I really want to stop this regression, and in the end I think that's what's driving most of my stress that I'm releasing into this post. The training calms me, so having structured training keeps me in line and erases some of the Moria effects. But I gain, then I lose. So it's really a loss. I'm hoping the Whole 30 counters the Moria habit, I've said this before, but I keep hoping to just find that One Thing that clicks it into place for me where I can find some security of thought. And for years I've been thinking this. I have post after post after post on this topic, and moon cycles and magical omens and heart attacks and triathlons and new shoes (really, I've gone that far) in abundance but it still doesn't really rid me of the problem.
Because the problem is in my head. This sabotage of self, this way of thinking, this narrative I tell myself. Instead of having confidence and faith, I have Moria with Monster. Sometimes Azu. Used to have a Balrog. These demons of thought and action. They don't die, they lie dormant. Like a dragon in it's hoard of gold, sleeping, lying in wait.
I need to stop planning and listing, I need to act and make decisions.
I need so slay the dragon, and get the gold.
The 100 miler is a dragon hoarding my inner confidence. The base training gives me a way to slay the dragon. The Whole 30 could be a sword.
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When I left the house this morning, I left outside two black chrysalides waiting to eclose. As much as I wanted to watch and celebrate them, I also had to get to work. I'm eager to go home and check them.
Because I often align with the butterflies, the fact that something can change. That someone can go through a period of darkness and nothingness and still emerge as something beautiful.