I have a lot in common with my dad. (Somewhere in the space-time continuum, my fourteen-year-old self is screaming in agony at that sentence).
We both like to have our alone time. We both like communicating with people. And perhaps most importantly (drum roll please)…
We both have an inexplicable disdain for cold water.
Hold that thought.
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Most days of my life, I sit in my wife and I’s rather small bedroom. Our queen-sized bed leaves little space for anything else, but we’ve managed to wedge a small desk against the far wall. I cannot move my chair back far enough to exit said chair, but the seat swivels. Otherwise I would be inextricably trapped, staring at my computer screen. Forever.
Anyway, starting at around 7:30am and continuing until lunch time, I sit in this chair. I waste time. I check stock prices. I tweet. After lunch, I return, rinse, repeat.
Oh, yeah, and I write.
But as Donald Miller so astutely points out in his book “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years,” a writer’s output can stall when their input ceases. In other words, if I’m not living a good story, I will have trouble writing one.
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My friend Dave is getting a group of guys together to run the Tough Mudder in New Jersey. In November. It’s basically a 12-14 mile obstacle course in which you run through mud, electricity, fire, smoke and, in many instances, fall into freezing cold water.
I hate cold water.
But there’s the thing. I know that training for this and running it would give me lots of blog fodder for the next three months. In other words, I’d be living a more exciting life. I also know that I need to get into better shape. Okay. I need to get into some kind of shape that’s better than what I’ve currently got, cause this shape ain’t working (especially now that my wife is doing the Insanity workouts – she is leaving me in the dust).
This would give me a reason to get into shape.
What do you think? Should I do it? Has sitting in front of a small desk for eight hours a day reduced my mind to a mound of irrational mush? Check out the video – want to join us?