I heard the tinkling music box sound of the ice-cream truck today, and reflexively began composing a status update about how happy I was to be experiencing the first signs of summer. Then I stopped, remembered I would be doing nothing of the sort for 27 more days, and just enjoyed. I enjoyed the sounds of the ice-cream truck bringing back memories from childhood, I enjoyed the snoring of my dog next to me on my bed, the slight breeze coming through the open window, and the sunlight glinting off a frame on the wall. Drawing myself out of the virtual world, and allowing myself to be in the moment was delicious.

It is definitely getting easier to avoid. I did go on Facebook momentarily to correct my last update – I had written the wrong url for my blog!! But I only went on for a moment, fixed that little thing, and got right back off. I know it’s technically cheating. I’m forgiving myself this one mess up.

Today, I really haven’t even wanted Facebook time. I spent my day with my dog, then helping a friend with his grad school application, and that was nice. My one problem is that I need to message another friend about an issue she is having – and I don’t have her e-mail! How frustrating to have relied on Facebook, which really seems so flimsy, to the point where I don’t even have an actual e-mail!

Oh well – my strategy is to try to get it from another mutual friend.

Non-technically yours,


I woke up this morning and the first thing I wanted to do, after seeing I had no phone-calls and no e-mails, was check Facebook. Especially now, I am dying to know what my friends are up to. I went out for the morning, leaving my phone behind as well, and when I came back… still nothing! It is taking a lot of willpower to stay away from Facebook right now. Blogging helps a bit.

Am I really that dependent on Facebook that I would have needed to look at it twice today already? Better question: would I have gotten anything from it? Well the person I am interested in, I already know what he is doing, so it is doubtful I would have read anything other than a vague insight into maybe what he did last night, or something else that I would consider equally frustrating and likely misleading.

This makes me think how shallow that form of communication truly is. Even with someone I know quite well, I’m granted a cursory look into their psyche at best. At worst, the friend has a manufactured list of interests, hobbies, and well-liked literature or music to try to fit into a character. The internet really affords people the ability to become someone who they are not.

It reminds me of the old days, think my seventh grade (1999-2000) when AOL came out with instant messenger, AIM, and my girlfriends and I thought it was terribly exciting to talk to teenage boys in other states, and pretend to be people we weren’t. The truth is, for all we knew (and our parents loved to caution us), those “teenage boys” could have been middle-aged women.

The internet makes for a very believable mask.



I feel terrible because I NEVER wrote about how my 8K went! I didn’t really feel inspired to write anything, but nevertheless it was inconsiderate of me. The explanation is, that I never felt inspired to say anything about it. I was, in fact, remarkably uninspired throughout most of my running experience. To be honest with you, I still hate running. I felt very accomplished after my 8K because I made myself practice doing something I hated for about 5 months, and that takes some serious will power, but I have not run a single step since. I was finishing the last of my 8K thinking to myself over and over: “after this, if I don’t want to, I NEVER HAVE TO RUN A SINGLE STEP AGAIN!!!!” Which tells you something about how much I hated running – hate running, that is.

The race didn’t go terribly. I finished it in 1:01:12, which I believe in layman’s terms is one hour, one minute, and 12 seconds. I probably could have run faster, but not knowing the course well enough was a psychological downfall. I felt like it might never end. Did it end around the corner? Was I one mile in? I found after the first 15 minutes I completely lost track, and it was incredibly difficult to keep going. I wish I had known the course better. Oh well – I DID IT. So there. And I have no desire to keep running on a regular basis right now.


From: rightattitudes.com

My new challenge, starting tomorrow, June 12th, 2011, is to avoid Facebook for the next 30 days.

My problem began this week. I had surgery last week, and since then I’ve been relatively immobilized. Unable to engage in exercise or other physical activity for the coming 5 weeks (1 week down!) I have upped my Facebook intake to a toxic level, stooping even to Facebook creep people I do not know. This has to stop.

I feel like I’m the kind of person who could potentially be incredibly creative and productive during this downtime, so I need to redirect my energies. I think Facebook is not only a time and productivity sucker, but I also think I rely on Facebook when I should be making more direct attempts to contact and re-connect with friends. I also feel like it can be emotionally draining to wait for someone to contact you through Facebook, and continuously check to see if they have, only to be disappointed. As I have found the last couple days that turning off my phone is often more tolerable than waiting for it to ring, I’m hoping that simply disconnecting from Facebook will be more tolerable than trying to ignore it.

I wanted so badly to wait to start my challenge. I’m so bored right now, and also, I love getting my birthday messages so much! But as we have covered in previous posts, there’s never a good time for a challenge, so here I go diving head first into new (or old-fashioned?) territory. No more Facebook.

See you in productivity land!

Disconnectedly yours,