On the third day of Gheorghemas, Big Gheorghe gave to me:
Three Habits Forming
Two beers with Marcus Aerelius, an OBX Dave Joint, and
Two(?) dudes bested by Kazansky
According to research published in 2009 by Phillipa Lally of University College London, it takes an average of 66 days to form a habit. On November 4 of this year, external actors broke me of some bad habits I'd fallen into during the workday over the pandemic by freeing me from the 'work' part of the day.
Now, I'm trying to build some positive habits. In the interest of accountability, I'm celebrating Gheorghemas by letting you in on my journey while also contributing to the best of holiday traditions.None of these habits are particularly novel. I'd be willing to bet a lot of people want to build these muscles, and a bunch of folks already make a practice of them. I'm not an original, at least in this pursuit. But it's important to me nonetheless.
It so happens that the three habits have a chronological dimension in the context of my current daily schedule. Which is entirely of my own design and responsibility. I built a routine out of fear of spending the entirety of my unemployed period sleeping in, dicking around, and letting my mind grapes atrophy.
That routine starts with waking up to my alarm at the same time I would for a normal workday. Then I walk the dog. That habit's been ingrained for a while, for both me and her. Gets the blood flowing and the brain engaged (I listen to NPR's Up First podcast while we walk).
Then, the first of the new habits: I work out (my goal is five intentional days of working out each week - not including long dog walks). I've been rotating Peloton cycling, weight, and yoga sessions with some degree of success. That workout plan was interrupted by Thanksgiving and then by COVID (which finally tracked me down after nearly three years of trying), but I still managed to hike and run before the virus laid me low. I've been back at it starting Wednesday.
After I eat and shower, I make a cup of coffee, head to my office, and spend at least an hour on habit-to-be number two: I read. I used to be an avid reader. I'm no Hairy Dave, nor have I ever been, but there was a time when I'd go through books with some regularity. I've gotten away from that, and I'm working on it. In the past month, I've read Colson Whitehead's Harlem Shuffle, Jeanine Cummin's American Dirt, Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children (thanks to OBX Dave's kind gift), and Gay Hendricks' The Big Leap ('cause I suppose I should be doing some self-education as I eventually look for a new gig). The early returns are positive - my morning reading has turned into afternoon and evening sessions, as well.When I'm done with my pre-noon reading, I turn to what I'm doing right now - my third prospective habit is writing. I spend an hour a day churning out content. Some of that is Gheorghe-related, which is a nice way to get the mind/fingers connection tune in. On the advice of the former Mrs. Hoopie, a good friend and an accomplished recruiter, I've also started writing some professional stuff, with plans to start building a content repository on LinkedIn. I'm not that sure people really want to hear what I have to say about authentic leadership, culture, and shitty management practices, but my sherpa thinks they do.
This entire post, an excuse to post a pic of this good pupper |
Starting this week, I've dedicated afternoons to working on, well, working on. That's when I've been researching potential roles, industries, options, making calls to friends and former colleagues, burnishing my C.V., and all that. I'm not in a hurry, which is a double-edged sword. Figuring out the appropriate balance between urgency and selectivity is an ongoing back-of-mind exercise.
It'd be great if one of y'all could just win the lottery so we can build the compound and I can spend more time on my habits. Let's get on that.
26 comments:
Gotta play to win. Good stuff, buddy.
Although you had a window there to tout one of our own's pretty great podcast series and you passed it by.
well that augurs poorly
Preview of Tribe-Montana State FCS quarterfinal tonight (ESPN2), with predictable dash of Bozeman homerism.
https://www.bozemandailychronicle.com/townnews/sport/william-mary-preparing-for-elements-elite-montana-state-offense-ahead-of-fcs-quarterfinal-game/article_7b75011e-4a0a-5945-8100-9802b262b2cc.html
no daily press, that bozeman rag
Was hoping OBX Dave would dust off his Daily Press typewriter for a preview.
I got an email that the local alumni association is having a watch party for this game. I think I'll stick at home so I can bail when the game gets too tribey.
Working from home (and having a TV in my office) has been pretty sweet this World Cup.
as has being unemployed
I've got to take it in without sound on one of my monitors. This is an entertaining 0-0 match so far.
To Whit's point ... [palm to forehead]
croatia are some motherfuckers
Croatia is impossible not to like. Never stop playing. And Livakovic is a goddam beast.
What a pass by Messi
Holeeeeee shit. What a fucking game. And what a weirdly effective free kick.
I usually do a good job of not reacting to game action when I'm at my desk at work. That one penetrated my defenses.
grant wahl died in qatar today, one day after he filed a story critical of the government's response to the death of a migrant worker. awful under any circumstances. he was 48. heartbreaking.
I just saw the news of Grant Wahl’s death. That’s awful. Any word on why?
There aren’t many parties who deserve the benefit of the doubt in this situation, so suspicions seem logic. It’s awful.
Tragic. Apparently, he felt badly few days ago and took OTC stuff to try and feel better, and gutted thru past couple days. Shit.
Grant Wahl was likely murdered. Violence on journalists by oppressive regimes is real.
What are the chances we ever find out what actually happened?
If he really was murdered…nil.
Well, hello Morocco…
holy cow! your dog looks like the reincarnation of our old dog, Sirius. also, yoga doesn't count as working out.
Dave says things like “Holy Cow”?
Ok, I need to meet this well read weirdo.
i grew up listening to phil rizzuto broadcasting the yankees
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