out of focus

After my rather limp day of training last week, I realized that in order to do my best at anything I have to focus.

You see, I have many things that I want to do in my life. What that means for me is that I tend to do things in bits and pieces and, more often than not, not quite complete anything to its fullest potential.

This lack of focus has always been a problem for me. But I have finally decided to kick this problem. So, as I have a freediving competition coming up in four weeks, for the rest of the month I will focus my attention on training and only on training. Other projects can wait, but that competition is quickly approaching and I have to ready myself. There will be no writing (except for my blog) even though I have a book project and a stageplay to finish. Because I need to learn to focus.

Just diving. Only diving. Only training. After the competition I can focus my energy on something else. In this way, I will learn to complete projects with my fullest attention. I will learn to see something through to the end and not just do it half-assed. Only diving. Only training. That's it.

That was the plan I came up with yesterday. And then this morning the computer called to me. You see, I have been teaching myself InDesign so that I can design my own book projects and make them look exactly the way I want. And it's just so much fun! So I didn't get much training done today. But boy, my book is lookin' good!

Comments

[Kazz]

I resemble your blog, Craig!!! I think we were seperated at birth!!! Somehow....*giggle*

Kazz

[Kimberley @ Put Yourself to Bedlam]

Oh geez, this is exactly what's been going on in my life (well essentially the same play, different players).
BF is moving out. New roommate stiffed me and left me 1/2 me rentless so big scramble to replace before eviction. Then there's the Sculptcycle that's due June 1 and the unemployment running out so a mad job search. There are also seedlings and plantings in the actual garden and all my side arts that need making and selling.
With all that, I haven't blogged at all for almost a month (including garden blog but I'm up to date on the actual garden which is more important.)
I can't say I miss winter, but I do have huge guilt over the complete disintegration of the hard earned writing discipline I cultivated these past few months.
In the words of the late great Roseanne Roseannadana's daddy - "It's always something. If it's not one thing, it's another."
Thanks for checking in to see if I'm still alive.
Good luck focusing. Remember "don't breathe"
XXKHT