The following story is just one of a virtually infinite number of similar episodes in my life.
I wrote a couple of months ago about what to do with the time I’ve created by cutting things out of my life and this only being worth doing if I use the time to indulge passions and creativity. Likewise one of my life principles is creative recreation and I always feel like I want to write something. But there is then usually a disconnect. I have good intentions but I don’t actually write anything.
I recently read “Learning to Breathe Fire – The rise of Crossfit and the Primal Future of Fitness” by J.C. Herz. It’s a fast paced, interesting read and it’s got me intrigued about Crossfit and its potential benefits compared to the training that I currently do. I’m already familiar, experienced and onboard with lifting heavy things (both external resistance – barbells, kettlebells etc and bodyweight calisthenics), sprinting and high intensity interval training (work capacity). But it’s raised lots of questions in my head.
A while back I decided to re-activate my Facebook account and set-up a Twitter account. I installed the apps on my phone. I vowed to try and use social media in a positive way. I intended to embody an antidote to all the mundane, self-promoting, vanity material that exists. Well that didn’t work.