I've got 2 personal challenges for January which are a little out of the ordinary for me and which I thought I would share with you. Why would I deny you the opportunity to watch my downward spiral??? So here it is...
1. I have dedicated to daily exercising (a minimum of 10 minutes) for the next 31 days. Do I expect to be a fitness goddess at the end of 31 days? Pshhtt!!! That's really not my goal. Not allowing myself pathetic, feeble excuses is the true challenge here. And by my calculations 31 days x 10 minutes= 310 minutes for the month. Considering I was in labor for 36 HOURS with child #1, I feel confident that a measly 310 minutes is quite achievable. Once you have given birth, not even climbing Mt Everest seems all that daunting.
2. I am going caving with lil brother, Mr B, and a bunch of cub scouts. Yes. You heard right. I cannot even explain to myself what made me consider this-let alone pay $$$ for the opportunity. It will be cold and muddy and damp and dark and smelly. And knowing my luck, I will probably be on my period. (I feel your laughter here.) It takes at least 5 hours of crawling on your belly and knees to get through this labyrinth. Crawling through the bowels of a cave is not the real challenge though. Not bitching and complaining about it 10 hours before, 6 hours during, and 72 hours later will be the real miracle here. Not feeling too confident about this, seriously. And to be honest, I am really more concerned about having to pee in a porta-potty than crawling through Satan's Navel. I am politically, socially, morally, and legally opposed to the porta-potty industry.
So I promise to keep you apprised of my progress. I know how much pleasure some of you will be taking in this. So feel free to post your own challenges in the comments section. And please-don't let public failure and humiliation be a stumbling block for your own challenges considering how I'm leading the charge in walking off the edge of a cliff for your reading pleasure.
I feel you on the fear of the peepee necessity in the cave. When we were dating and first married, Cody went caving all the time, and sometimes I went with him and other boys. I was not afraid of wiggling on my belly in the sticky, icky cave mud, or the bats and their icky, sticky guano, or the isty bitsy spaces that you had to squeeze through sideways, sucking in, holding your breath. I was, however, afraid of having to go potty in the bowels of the earth :) I drank and ate very little, to emerge from the darkness ready for a cheeseburger, fries, coke, a flushable potty, and a hot shower. Although I actually find caves somewhat interesting and very amazing, I MUCh prefer to see the blue skies above me, green beneath my feet, and the sunshine. Happy Caving!!! (I can't wait for the post after this!)
ReplyDeleteYou are going to do great on BOTH of your new challenges!
ReplyDeleteYou have GOT to let us know how the cave trip goes. :)
One of my challenges for this year will be to venture away from my current job and find a new one. My co-teacher and friend of 8 years is moving to Ohio and I am pretty bummed. So, I am looking to make a change and start out new elsewhere. Wish me luck.
sc-thanks for sharing! i know that with the kids in school now that will give you some new options. good luck-and keep us posted!
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