Stepping Away
When we push ourselves beyond comfort, we grow, correct? When we want to do something better, we practice, persevere, and change our routines in order to develop better habits and mastery, don’t we? So in trying to improve my blog by reviewing old posts while writing new ones that I edit more closely, am I becoming a sharper writer by focusing so much longer on one post at a time while chained to my chair, or am I becoming stupider because I cannot process nor execute anything substantial within an eight hour work period? The Smarty Pants part of my mind thinks that the list of new ideas sprouting left and right are ingenious, but the Annie Adderall part sees that these ideas take no root and then I am quickly bored by them. Is my cognitive processing tearing down old muscle to build newer stronger mental muscle or am I just diminishing any function I have left? Do you ever think, “Hmm… maybe I’m NOT getting better at this? Maybe I can’t REALLY do everything I have my mind set to?” That’s …