No Goals

This year, I realized that I didn't want to get to the end of my life, at some unknown point in the future, without having done anything.

The list of goals I mentioned in my previous entry is actually a new development. I spent a long time in my life without long-term goals. Growing up, my parents always told me that I needed goals, but I never listened to them and never did anything about it. At one point my father arranged for us to study martial arts together, because, in his words, I needed to know what it was like to work toward something over a long period of time.

This process, I might add, was successful. When we began 8 years ago, I was nothing, and now I'm a martial artist. I have studied four styles with several teachers, and I have taught martial arts classes based on what we learned. There is a markèd difference between 8 years ago and today.

All of that came just a little bit at a time, practicing over and over again. I don't know if this process helped me understand what I should do this year, but I have applied the same principle.

For people like me, who have willpower problems, routine is a powerful structure. After I selected my long-term goals (subject to change) at the beginning of this year, I set about trying to do the same things in the same order every day, without fail, things which worked toward those goals a little bit at a time. For my health goals, this meant exercising every day, just a little bit. I actually ended up having a problem with overtraining, and I had to vary my activities!

I keep my goals in a text document open on my computer desktop, so that I can see them. The Langston Hughes poem I mentioned is right below. This way, I can consider my goals often. This is good because I need to know if my goals have changed, and I need to know whether I am working toward my goals or not. I have noticed myself being very honest about which goals I've done a good job with and which I haven't, which is half the battle.

My original idea for this entry is reflected in the title: I also found out, this year, what happens to people with no goals. When my major goal was snatched away from me, it left me listless, lifeless, and lacking will. It was a horrible feeling, like running at full speed and slamming into a wall. I had been moving uncharacteristically fast toward my big goal of writing a book - even my spouse noticed. When I ran into IP trouble, I suddenly didn't know what I was doing anymore, and so I did nothing. Having no goals is a terrible thing.