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Sunday, February 12, 2012

Breakfast of Champions

Back in the Fall, I had mentioned to a teenage punk – apparently I’ve turned 80 – that I had a (woefully-in-need-of-updating) blog.  The kid’s response was something along the lines of “What, do you write about what you had for breakfast?”

See, it feels like I’ve been struggling with blog ideas of as of late – rather uncharacteristically, speaking as someone who falls in the “creative type” category – and was wondering if people might actually be interested in what I had for breakfast.

If so, I feel bad, because it’s not going to happen.

(Okay, I don’t really feel that bad about it.  I mean, my breakfast consisting of exotic foods eaten in fascinating places with super-celebrities while doing activities like extreme snorkeling or discussing realistic solutions for world peace isn’t really that interesting.  No one wants to hear about that…)

Anyhow, I haven’t been feeling particularly creative, but I lost sight of the fact that my method is to sit down and start writing.  Everything else flows from that and I needn’t worry about it so much.

I suppose that I’ve been thinking a lot as of late about the fact that the universe never rewards inaction.  Planning is fine – and often quite necessary – but it doesn’t mean anything unless steps are taken.

I’ve been guilty in the past of putting too much emphasis on the planning part of a process and not enough on the “actually doing it” part.

Right now I’m going through a personal revitalization stage.  Continual improvement has always been, and will always be, one of the main focuses of my life.  But sometimes I get so caught up in the “how am I going to do this” that I don’t place enough effort in taking steps.  I wait too long for the fabled “perfect plan” to be developed when such a thing doesn’t exist.

There needs to be a balance between planning and doing, but my scale was weighted too heavily on planning and it left me ineffective in certain regards.  This has been a major realization… one that I’m embarrassed has taken so long to A) recognize and B) taken action against.

But no more.

When I started this post, I didn’t have a particular direction I was thinking about taking things.  Sometimes I do… just not today.  That is okay, though, because I now have a completed post.

Oh, my breakfast was oatmeal and scrambled eggs.  (You’re welcome.)

3 comments:

  1. My breakfast this morning was also scrambled eggs but with toast. Followed it up 2 hours later with yogurt and granola.

    And there you have it...a completed post with one completed comment.

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  2. I really should have taken that route, Wendy!

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