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The Hilarious Hubris of Making a List of Distracting, Impractical, & Time-Wasting Activities.

Most of which I ended up doing anyway.

Three years ago, I decided it was time to get serious. Steven Pressfield said so.

The difference between an amateur and a professional is in their habits. An amateur has amateur habits. A professional has professional habits. We can never free ourselves from habit. But we can replace bad habits with good ones.

I believed, back then, that there were three goals I needed to get serious about:

1. I needed to run — ideally a marathon. I’d stopped my running practice years ago, trying to save my knees, but now that I’m past 50, I wasn’t really clear on what I was saving them for, exactly.
2. I needed to write — not the NaNoWriMo or short form blogs or medium posts, I needed to create a Great Work and be a Real Writer.
3. I needed to do serious yoga — not just little 10-minute “morning yoga for beginners” — I wanted to be doing inverted locust pose on the beach while the dolphins cavorted in the waves.

That’s when I made the “Unrealistic List” of things to not do.