So I finally started P90X this weekend. It’s hard, but I will try and stick with it. (Plyo is hard! Forget waterboarding, make terrorists do Plyometrics!) It is something different, so I like the change.
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about why I do certain things. Why I continue certain actions even though it might not make any sense, or even be good for me. A good example is something that happened when I was cooking.
A few weeks ago, I went and bought a tub of that new cooking cream by Philadelphia. There was a coupon in the paper for $1.50 off and I decided to try it out. The dish tasted well, but the following morning I had a serious case of acid reflux. It was bad. So bad, I had to choke down a cup of the very nasty tasting throat coat by Yogi teas. It tastes horrible, but it is very effective.
I started thinking – Why did I add the cream? I remembered thinking that the dish was good before I added the cream. Yet I went ahead and used it. But why? Yes, I wanted to try it out, but I KNEW before I used it that it might be a bad idea. So why did I go along? Because that was what the recipe said to do.
I started to think this might be a habit with me. I do certain things, because I’m just following the directions. My instincts may say that it is a bad idea, but I just follow like a lemming. Where does my brain go? I just have to get better about seeing the big picture. Not just with food, but everyday things. What is my life going to look like in 5 years? 10? I don’t need to have fully detailed plan, but I do need to be long term. These last few years, I’ve been kind of drifting and I need to stop. In less than a month, I will be 34. Time to have a plan to take me to 40.
Big life questions aside, I still want to enjoy the random funny things that happen. Sometimes the unexpected is the best life moment. Like when I went on that money hunt and I found a DVD set of Sex in the City Season 3. That one left me scratching my head. I have no idea where it came from, but now it is in my collection of DVDs.
Or last weekend when I went to visit my aunt. I hadn’t seen her in a month or so and we started talking about movies. I mentioned that I finally saw The Social Network, which lead her to exclaim, “And did you see the Academy Awards! I couldn’t believe that was Trent Reznor. That’s the same guy that was screaming and running around on stage a few years ago at that concert.” I laughed for a good five minutes. My aunt is in her late 50’s. How awesome is it that she knows who Trent Reznor is?
I need a plan, but I want it to be adaptable. In some ways, I just want things to be on autopilot. But I guess things like life planning shouldn’t be that way. I don’t want to add a bad ingredient that ruins the whole dish, just because the plans said so. If you do that, you just end up making yourself sick.