Things I want to incorporate into my schedule:
- Wake up at 6:20am and run for 40 minutes, Monday through Friday
- Sleep before midnight (so that I can do the above)
- Go climbing more often or play ball in Peoples’ Park (possibly I can slate this for Saturdays)
- Read or listen to more of the Bible/ministry on my BART commutes
Obviously, I’ve been lacking in exercise…and…mmm…in sleep. Until I can nail down the second bullet of getting to bed on time, I don’t know how likely it will be for the first item to ever be realized (actually I do know: highly unlikely). It’d be pretty awesome if I could put in some running every morning before getting ready for work, but that’s going to take a sheer amount of the exercise of my will to choose it. Brutal. At least if I start in the summer, it should be a little easier to get going, since the cold winter mornings provide quite a bit of counter-incentive to remain under the warm, warm covers.
If nothing else, the third and fourth bullets are very doable. But again, it’s also back to the matter of choosing. When I get on the BART on the way back from work, instead of flipping through Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov on iBooks or breeding more species on Pocket Frogs, I could switch one app over to my iSilo and read the Epistle to the Hebrews or Authority and Submission. (As a side note, it’s quite sad to find that it’s taken me a whole month to merely reach Part II of The Brothers Karamazov. Especially for someone who used to tear through through three books per week in high school, I feel like I fail at reading now. Lame. Again, too many competing options available.)
So yeah, choosing. A lot of things in life boil down to that. Most can agree on what things are beneficial, and some may even want it, but in the end, the catalyst in the conversion from airy dreams to reality lies in the choices we make.