Tuesday, October 26, 2004
I am the most unmotivated/motivated person I know, and how that relates to hitchhiking:
It takes me two weeks to do a load of laundry. A couple of hours to actually do it, then it sits in the dryer until someone else needs to do laundry, then it gets moved to the top of the dryer, where it spends another couple of days; I get clothes from the pile as needed. Then it gets moved over to the floor, where I plan on folding it. Then two weeks later in a matter of about ten minutes I fold the clothes. They still haven't all made it back to my room, they're sitting in the basket in the living room. If I didn't have roomates, I would probably store my clothes in a pile on top of the dryer. Pretty unmotivated, eh? I told you so.
Yet, I have walked until my legs gave out, literally failed from exhaustion, twice. The first time I wanted to try and walk for 24 hours and take pictures every hour along the way. I didn't take a map and wandered the backroads of douglass county, ended up past Baldwin, and a cop took me home after 12 hours or so.
Last year I decided that I could run 100 miles in 24 hours. Yeah obviously a dumb idea, but I liked it at the time. No training at all, just went out and tried to do it around the LHS track. I told some people about it and they came out to see me. I had it all planned out, I even brought some peanut butter and bread to make sandwiches for energy. After 25 or so, it takes a lot of convincing to get your feet to move. It wasn't a total failure though, I did make it 40 miles in 12 hours. So I'm sort of motivated sometimes?
The next project is a race. I've wanted to do this for a while; get a group of people and everybody hitchhikes from a point over a 24 hour period, or maybe a weekend. No rides from anyone you know and no payment for rides. I refuse to believe hitchhiking is dead. Whoever gets the furthest wins. plus it'll make for some interesting photos. Well if you read this and you want to enter the race email me. maybe we could get some goofy number things you pin on the front of your shirt too, like a real race.
It takes me two weeks to do a load of laundry. A couple of hours to actually do it, then it sits in the dryer until someone else needs to do laundry, then it gets moved to the top of the dryer, where it spends another couple of days; I get clothes from the pile as needed. Then it gets moved over to the floor, where I plan on folding it. Then two weeks later in a matter of about ten minutes I fold the clothes. They still haven't all made it back to my room, they're sitting in the basket in the living room. If I didn't have roomates, I would probably store my clothes in a pile on top of the dryer. Pretty unmotivated, eh? I told you so.
Yet, I have walked until my legs gave out, literally failed from exhaustion, twice. The first time I wanted to try and walk for 24 hours and take pictures every hour along the way. I didn't take a map and wandered the backroads of douglass county, ended up past Baldwin, and a cop took me home after 12 hours or so.
Last year I decided that I could run 100 miles in 24 hours. Yeah obviously a dumb idea, but I liked it at the time. No training at all, just went out and tried to do it around the LHS track. I told some people about it and they came out to see me. I had it all planned out, I even brought some peanut butter and bread to make sandwiches for energy. After 25 or so, it takes a lot of convincing to get your feet to move. It wasn't a total failure though, I did make it 40 miles in 12 hours. So I'm sort of motivated sometimes?
The next project is a race. I've wanted to do this for a while; get a group of people and everybody hitchhikes from a point over a 24 hour period, or maybe a weekend. No rides from anyone you know and no payment for rides. I refuse to believe hitchhiking is dead. Whoever gets the furthest wins. plus it'll make for some interesting photos. Well if you read this and you want to enter the race email me. maybe we could get some goofy number things you pin on the front of your shirt too, like a real race.
