Good Intentions

Good intentions. The road to hell is paved with them, as is my first six months of blogging and trying to change habits, lifestyle, etc.

I just read what I wrote here in February. I said I would:

1. Read more, watch TV less (this one is easier than I thought)
2. Eat local and pay more attention to where my food comes from (hoping this will lead to summer gardening but let's not get ahead of ourselves)
3. Bike around town (I'll need to buy a bike)

Let's check in, shall we.

1. Obviously, I was feeling very self-congratulatory when I wrote that giving up TV was "easier than I thought". I probably had gone a whole two hours without watching HGTV. Bravo. Bravo. Now I'm at the point where I'm considering just cutting Comcast loose and quieting the black box in my living room altogether. The thought brings me pretty close to tears but I'm going to consult with a few people, sleep on it, and take it from there.

2. Eating local is just freaking hard. Praise to those dedicated souls who do this. I'm so lazy; so bad at shopping; so utterly flabbergasted by some of the things they sell at the Sunday outdoor market and what edible dish I'd ever concoct from the ingredients...I get exhausted just thinking about eating local.

3. Biking. I bought the bike. Check. It's purdy and shiny and I've ridden it once. I was so overwhelmed by the hills on either side of my house that I almost collapsed. I maintain that being a biker--hell, even biking OCCASIONALLY--is a worthwhile endeavor that I'll keep striving for but I've left a lot to be desired in this category, as in the other two.

If this were baseball or the California penal system, I'd be SOL. Thankfully, it's just life--full of second, third, and infinite other chances, if we're lucky.

Right now I'm feeling pretty lucky. So, today I'll start over again.