A Daily Ritual
There are activities that you do every day. You have a daily ritual, but I guess you are mostly unconscious about it. Your ritual probably has a fair amount to do with personal hygiene. You brush your teeth, and you wash yourself. Part of your ritual may involve driving to work or sitting in your favourite sunny chair with a cup of coffee.
These activities are part of everyday life. Perhaps they are more routine than ritual. An activity that is part of my daily life is running. For me running is part of my personal hygiene. It’s mental hygiene. It’s an opportunity to defrag my mind. It is also a routine. However, there is a part of my running routine that I have turned into a ritual. That is the part where I record the run in my logbook.
The ritual of recording my daily run is quite deliberate. It is an opportunity to pause, reflect and be conscious of my first achievement of the day. It is a nod to getting a score on the board for the day.
There is great satisfaction in recording the data. It is part of a process of paying homage to consistency and the compound effect of doing something small each day. I am sure that the act of recording the data comes with a second dose of Dopamine. Maybe that is the caffeine. Either way, it’s a kick in the ass to get on with the day’s list of tasks.
Occasionally, I look back in time to “this day last year”. With joy, I can often remember a specific run from a year ago and think about what was going on in my world back then and what has since changed.
Each entry is another data point in the time series. The data contributes to a bigger picture. In the same way that a picture is made up of pixels, on its own, a pixel has little meaning, but in the context of many pixels, an image is created.
What is the final picture? That I cannot say, but time will reveal that. I look forward to finding out.