Stop! Sucking! Day 18: Change of venue
I feel like I’ve come back to life in the past 48 hours, and not just because I’m finally well-rested for the first time in four days.
There is something about removing myself from the confines of my usual life—and the particularly tiny, triangulated footprint of computer/refrigerator/bathroom—that gets my juices flowing. I need structure, yes, and probably even more self-discipline, but I also need to get better at overcoming inertia (aka the tractor pull of my computer workstation), even when the inertia is productive.
I came pretty far to jog myself from a cranky daydream, but I’ve felt similar resuscitation taking a spin up to Ojai (especially when I can include a visit with my friend, Jodi) or even a walk around the block. I’m not sure what kind of reminder I can set in place to use when I sink back into productive torpor in L.A.—maybe the 1-2 combination of a hypnosis tape and the discipline to use it.
For now, I’m content at the restorative qualities my little trip is having on me.
Besides, I’m sure some of you friendlies will have some great hacks for jogging oneself out of torpor…right, friendlies?
xxx
c
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4 Comments, Comment or Ping
Angie
Glad to hear you’re feeling refreshed Ms. C!
You gave me too much to read, I need to grab a cup of coffee and sit a spell! Great links…….we’ll be your “reminders” when needed.
Apr 27th, 2008
steffy
I have recently discovered that mind blowing sex really pulls me out of a stupor. I am not talking about the ordinary couples sex either. I mean the toe curling, back arching, scream out loud fantasy role playing kind. The kind you don’t want your mother knowing you actually have. Yep…that works for me.
Give it a try sometime C. A great place to start is on a deserted island with a beautiful secluded lagoon..and dolphins swimming near by.
Apr 27th, 2008
Adam Kayce
A good, hard—and fast—slap on my own face. That usually does the trick.
A coupla, “What the hell am I thinking?”’s, and “Jezuz, cut the bullshi*!”’s can do wonders, too, when it’s the oh-woe-is-me kind, but your situation feels a bit different.
I’d recommend rest (sounds like you’re gettin’ some), Steffy’s prescription (’cause life’s better when you’re gettin’ some), and then get yourself some inspiration. Browse some videos at TED.com, keep meditating/hypnotizing, or however you plug into some uplifting vibes, and receive. That should do the trick.
Apr 28th, 2008