I don’t really “give up” things so much as I temporarily convince myself that I don’t want them.
Sure, I’ve done diets before… quit caffeine, stopped eating carbs, etc… but I always know that I’ll be going back to these things eventually. I just tell myself “as soon as I reach my goal, then I can start back up”. Self-denial can also make me something of an asshole, though. So for the sake of all of humanity, I tend to “give up” somewhat more easily than I should.
Really, though – having gone to a Catholic school all my life, Lent was always one of those times where you picked one thing that would SOUND like a big deal, but would actually be easier to quit than you would let on. As an example – I would eat a metric TON of sour candy for about a month prior to Lent starting, and then pull the “Mom, I love sour candy so much right now… I think I should give it up for Lent” line. Then the next year it would be chocolate or potato chips, etc… feign an addiction to something that you just “kinda” like and then everything else becomes easier.
Apparently, I was manipulative at a very young age.
So, it’s worth noting that next weekend is TBRU and once again: I am not going. I know, I know – some folks will say I’m not missing anything because the size of the crowd or whatnot… but I’m still bummed, because it’s a run that I’ve wanted to go to for a while and… hell – I’ve never actually even been to Texas. Maybe next year it’ll be in the cards and I’ll get to meet all those handsome boys from down South who don’t travel up this way for the midwest runs. Unless someone wants to appear at the zero hour with a run pass, a private plane, and a room for me to stay in – in which case, I would also assume that I’d be spending the weekend as someone’s sex slave, and that’s just not the direction I feel like going at the moment…
The next “official” run that I have planned attendance for is Bear Pride in Chicago come May. Crazy as this may sound – I’ve actually already had people make plans for lunch and such and then cancel THIS FAR in advance on the run. This is the reason why you should NEVER set expectations when it comes to a bear run. I always see people doing it. I’ll talk to someone before a run and they’ll say “Oh, I’m supposed to have dinner one night with Bear01 and then Bear02 and Bear03 are supposed to take me to this cool store, and then I’m having an orgy with Bear04-23 on Saturday night!” Fun fact: you may very well be eating alone. You may very well NOT be going to the cool store. You may not be having an orgy with Bear04-23… it may just Bear72 who has a strange rash that you’re praying to god is just jock itch…
Things happen. Plans change. Be like water. Flow with them. Don’t sit around and dwell on how things aren’t going like you wanted… unless you’re like I was at HiBearNation and you’re questioning why you even got on the plane in the first place.
Pro Tip: Don’t go to a run if you’re in ANY way sick, even if you’re sure you’re not contagious. You’ll still have a shitty time.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go listen to more Babymetal… while hating myself for listening to Babymetal.