Why I'm giving up running for Lent this year.
Happy Friday, friends.
Day 3 of Lent is almost finished, and I am already wondering why I chose to give up running this year. (Cue: Dear Nashville friends, if any of you are into yoga, kick boxing or P90x, give me a call.)
Maybe to most people (at least the one's who've asked what I was giving up this year) giving up something that is healthy, such as running, doesn't make much sense, but for me it makes perfect sense.
Running has long been my escape from dealing with things. When I am frustrated, I go for a run. When I am sad, I go for a run. Instead of dealing with conflict with others, I usually go run. I have lived by the idea that when I am upset with someone, rather than telling him or her that I am upset, I go run until those feelings taper off. If I am stressed with work or feeling overwhelmed, rather than finding ways to work through stress, I go run.
The problem with that approach is that it doesn't last. It would be like taking Tylenol for a broken bone but never getting a cast or swapping coffee for rest when really all you need is a good night of sleep. The temporary fix never turns into a lasting solution.
So for the the next 40 days, I'll be doing a lot of plyometrics and yoga to stay fit but skipping out on my morning jogs and my late night tempo runs. I'll also be learning a lot about how to deal with things without running from them. (Yes, that was meant to be a slightly punny play on words. I hope you're chuckling at my dad-joke-esque sense of humor.)
I have also decided for at least the next 40 days, I won't be checking my social media platforms. I will still be sharing photographs and new work, but I won't be checking to see how many likes the posts get. Something that I have been wrestling with for a while now is feeling like I need to publish content that is fitting for whatever is trending in the moment, instead of images I want to share. I want my images to communicate the ideas I can't put into words. I want to make images that tell my subject's story, not the story of my attempt to look cool to a set of followers. Instagram is an incredible outlet for me to share my work, but lately, I am struggling to see my work in some of the images I have posted. As an artist, feeling like my work isn't mine, is a scary realization, so I am taking a small step back.
At first I thought about giving up social media for Lent this year.
But then I realized that would be far too easy. Social media isn't the problem - my motivation for my using it is. Giving up Instagram, Facebook, blogging etc., is just another type of running . Posting images without worrying about likes and followers is what takes courage for me.
For the next 40 days, I will be sharing work and scheduling posts, but won't be online reading comments or seeing how many double-tapped hearts my pictures get. I am doing this as an attempt to start actually living authentic instead of pretending that I #liveauthentic.
If you would like to chat or collaborate with me over the next little bit, please feel free to contact me through the contact page. I would love to hear form you.
Love you guys,
Ps: Here are some images from a rad location scouting venture yesterday.