One Year and Counting

on December 13, 2010 in Misc

If nothing had gone wrong with my Layla plan, the first phase of it would’ve ended back around late July.

I mean, it’s embarrassingly obvious that I’m running late on this plan, isn’t it?  Just look on the right hand side of this page, and what do you see?  “This blog is the record of my one year plan to become like Layla Daltry.”

ONE YEAR, people!

And that year started in late July of 2009, when I enrolled in a crazy-ass, tough-as-nails parkour course to start getting my body into serious shape. Then I stepped up my efforts in fencing, started to teach myself lock picking, TRIED to study French and Arabic (NOT ENOUGH TIME for them, damn it!), and did paragliding and skydiving and lots of other stuff.

These are details I plan to examine and grade myself on at the literal end of this year and the start of 2011. And yes, I’ve got some spiffy, cool ideas for my second-year plan of Becoming Layla.  Stuff that entails less learning and much more DOING.  Or as my sister says, I have to seriously up my game to make my blog interesting. (This is the excuse she uses for never bothering to read my blog, but am I bitter?  Certainly not.)

Anyway, there are two reasons why I’ve been stretching out the first year of my plan. 

Reason #1: As you may recall, all my physical workouts and training had to be put on hold for two to three months because last spring I was seriously injured by a moron in an Aikido class.  Injured as in a partially collapsed lung and fractured ribs.  And reason #2:  I’m so busy with the final rewrite and copy editing of The Compass Master that I haven’t been doing enough Layla activities to give the end of my one-year plan a bang-up, exciting finish. (shame on me).

So there you have it.  Come January 1 I’ll be seriously upping my Layla game plan.  What exactly I’ll be doing in the coming year I’m not too sure, which makes me open to suggestions.  Some of you had great ideas this last year that I never followed through on.  I apologize and promise to act out all the way this next year. 

1. acting out – a (usually irritating) impulsive and uncontrollable outburst by a problem child or a neurotic adult.

2. acting out – (psychiatry) the display of previously inhibited emotions (often in actions rather than words) considered to be healthy and therapeutic.

8 Responses to “One Year and Counting”

  1. ann says:

    What about dirt biking? I have no idea how much it costs to rent one, but it looks like fun and it seems like something Layla might be good at. Of course you should try kayaking. Come to Chicago and I’ll take you out on the river. You could sky dive solo without the handsome guy attached to your back. And I can’t remember, did you ever get certified to scuba dive? Of course every activity requires money, which means you may need to get a second job or perhaps you might hone your lock picking, wall climbing skills and rob a few jewelry stores…..

  2. Ben says:

    Congrats on a year of self-discipline and self-betterment! How do you feel in contrast to when you started? Do you feel more confident in yourself/in better shape?

  3. Hart says:

    *flicks sister in head* I think you’re always interesting! And injury is definitely a reasonable delay–you get set back even further if you don’t give yourself time to heal. As for LANGUAGES? Immersion. That is the only way to learn fast–not that you probably have the leisure to move to Saudi Arabia for six months… but maybe a vacation in Quebec?

    Language tapes from the library? My daughter needs to learn French fast, too–she has a bad teacher this year but wants to take 2nd year French next year…

    *giggles at acting out definitions*

  4. Helena says:

    Hart – Once Compass Master is in print I plan to do some immersion, if not elsewhere at least here at home. Good luck to your daughter — maybe have her try the library’s Living Language tapes/cds — I like those.

    And thanks for flicking my sister in the head. She’s a nice person, but she doesn’t read ANYTHING I write (at least not since 2003).

  5. Helena says:

    Ben – I do feel different, and mostly in a good way. I’ll write about it just before New Year’s when I give the matter some serious reflection.

  6. Helena says:

    Ann – There are a couple guys in fencing who dirt bike ride, and I might hitch a ride with them some time. I’d LOVE to go kayaking with you in Chicago. But no, I’m not yet certified in scuba diving (though I dived off the Cambodian coast years ago). To pay for the cerification and other fun I could certainly turn into an exotic cat burglar. Beats getting a second job.

  7. Ciara Knight says:

    Ouch! I was injured once in Shotokan. When the guy busted my nose, the entire class lined-up and ‘reminded’ him about self-control. My father was a Sensei so the poor guy was doomed. Especially when he asked me out. Oh, class was tough for him after that. :)
    Congrats on the determination! BTW – LOVE your blog. I’m so glad you stopped by mine.

  8. Helena says:

    Ciara – A busted nose? That REALLY hurts, even if the guy asks you out afterwards.

    And I LOVE stopping by your blog — it’s a fun place with smart surprises.