Yesterday, while slipping and sliding through the ice in Rogers Lakewood Park with Molly, her husband Tim, and our dogs, I asked, “So do you have any new year’s resolutions?” Molly answered, “I haven’t thought about it. How ’bout you?” Without hesitation, I said, “I have a list as long as my arm.” Luckily Molly’s husband Tim chimed in with one specific, love, faith and hope-filled goal for 2016 that quieted by potential litany of desired life changes.
Tim has it right – one focus – one thing to put your energy into and to give your all. What is yours? Mine is to write – to share, to craft words of hope, humor, and honesty, and to glorify God.
January is my do or die month. Either write or shut up about it. Shit or get off the pot. Draw a line in the sand. Apply the discipline of marathon training to art. Create a plan of long and short runs, major brainstorming and scrutinizing edits, stresses and recovery. Say no to the second glass of wine when you have a long write in the morning. It worked with the 20-milers, so why not with this new goal?
I think I’ll go online and scope out a trail marathon. I’ve never done one of those before.