at the end of february twothousand eleven, di and i were walking from the theaters at yerba buena downtown. we had just passed mel's diner and i blurted out, "i'm making some goals, di... something tells me things are gonna be rough around these parts and i've gotta keep myself going. i've got three." she oooed and awwwed like she always does (good friend) and thought my goals were totally accomplishable. i've been hesitant to share them with you because it means i'm accountable to a lot more people than just di.
but today brings the days left from three digits to two... ninetynine days until they're due.
i gave myself threehundred and sixtyfive days to accomplish the following:
one- run another marathon. (completed on july 31! yahoo.)
two- pass my first (of two) mft exams. (gerry grossman, eat your heart out.)
three- sing a song in public. (song and venue chosen, exact date tbd. still practicing.)
there ya go. in writing, on the Internet, pressure's on. ready, go.
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