Rock the Fuck Out
Why do we all make New Year’s Resolutions, knowing that in all likelihood, they’ll be forgotten & discarded by March—silently, and without accountability?
Why is January 1st the day we all feel compelled to commit to life-enhancement? Other than the fact that it’s New Years Day, it’s JUST a day: an arbitrary date, like any other. Maybe New Year’s Resolutions are universally generic because it is essentially just an ordinary day.
Of course goals and aspirations are necessary. Humans (Humanity) cannot advance without propulsion. Motivation drives us forward, enabling us to forward to take the next steps towards our personal definitions of greatness?
Although ultimately, our goals are not what push us forward, WE do. By themselves, goals do not inspire achievement because the mind induces action independently of—and often without—a specific stimulus.
So, why not pick an arbitrary day, and make a commitment TO YOURSELF, FOR YOURSELF, not because everyone else around you is doing similarly?
So today, I decided to go back to the gym. I was being ridiculous: I stopped going because last time I went, the ex called and ended a 2 1/2 year relationship over the phone. IN JULY.
Now, to be blunt, I know that’s crap. I’m over the ex. So, why didn’t I go? Because I was lazy. I had a convincing excuse (at least in my own mind).
Ultimately, people fail to achieve their goals because they refuse to acknowledge reality. It is often far easier to live life on the fluffy white cloud of falsehoods than it is to face facts. It became inexorably clear that I was not going to the gym because I was being a LAZY Fuck, not because I was the ‘jilted’ or ‘damaged’ woman I attempted to convince myself I was. Belief in platitudes is easy, but certainly NOT innocuous.
If we are able to convince ourselves to believe illogical bullshit, why can’t we conversely convince ourselves to believe in reason?
Man can decide whether or not to LIVE reasonably. Reasonability & Rationality are values we choose to adopt for ourselves. Nobody can be rational on our behalf. But it is far more difficult to see things as they truly are rather than our own romanticized images. Feelings are products of ideas and values, held consciously or subconsciously. Feelings are not tools of cognition or a guide to action. How can you think rationally if you place feelings above your perception of reality?
So Today, on a random Wednesday, I made a commitment to myself. NO MORE BULLSHIT. Go back to the gym, laugh in the face of the lies to which I clung.
Put Butch Walker on my IPod, and Rock The Fuck Out.
And the reality is that I didn’t think of the ex while I was there at all. Not Once.
