Thinking: the talking of the soul with itself. ~ Plato
As I've been mentioning recently, I have problems keeping my mind on one thing. I soon find myself getting sidetracked, with my mind wandering off into exotic and unpredictable realms. It usually happens when I'm doing something stupendously uninspiring and boring, so I try to keep those things to a minimum.
The point is - I have one, bear with me - is that my mind is seldom quiet, seldom not racing. And I like it.
One of the few times that my mind is relatively quiet is when I'm running, and even this takes time. For the first few kilometres my thought process is something like:
...work, bikes, new project, my kids, beer, writing, books, chocolate, tea, project, design, bikes, fancy going surfing, bike design, tea, friends, bamboo, boats, biscuits, trees, grass, writing, writing about trees and grass, another project, pens, paper, teaching, cheese, family, sun, mountains, sandwiches...
Although not that well organized.
At some point - usually around 7-8km - everything seems to slow down. My breathing becomes easy and natural, and my mind stops whizzing. I pretty much go blank.
The extraordinary thing is that some of the stuff I'd been thinking about before becomes much clearer after I've finished running, as if I've processed it all on a subconscious level. It's all pretty Zen and impressive, and I've never been able to replicate when sitting on my arse actually trying to get work done.
I mention this not because I've had an epiphany or anything, rather the opposite. I've been injured which means I haven't been able to run for a few months.
I think that could be the reason behind my recent (and recurring) bout of "what's it all for?"
As I've now decided that this site will cover everything I'm into, and I can start to exercise again, I'm looking forward to seeing where it all leads.