Dear Diary,
I failed.
P.S. F*** you. I didn't mean in that way, but sure I could have been a better friend to you. I just choose not to. I do exactly the bare minimum to maintain whatever this is we have here. I'm not wasting energy and effort that I don't need to to please you. In that sense I'm pretty successful. Economy of effort. I wasn't successful this morning. I was trying to earn a nike fuel badge for early morning activity and came up just short. Don't know exactly how short, but... Dude, there is no room here for a Kevin Hart joke. Well okay. He is short and there is always room for him since he is so small. Funny. It wasn't funny that I went all out to reach that goal and came up short. I mean I ran my best mile and had to come pretty close to my best 5k, but all I felt after finishing was disappointed. I went after a very specific goal, didn't reach it, and can't see the exact results. Its just that I didn't get it. I failed. No wiggle room. No explanation was gonna get me over the line. No gray area. Next time I will make sure I do more than enough. No economy of effort in this situation. Gotta over do it. That was a real wake up call, which appropriately is the name of the badge. Huh? Keep your 2 cents to yourself. You will receive even less effort. A**hole.
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