After a brief argument with my carnivorous self, I’ve decided to go the vegan route. Not because I see anything wrong with eating animals–animals do that to each other all the time–but because the amount of resources consumed by the commercial raising of animals for food is just insane. Something like 30 percent of the Earth’s land is used for livestock. That stat alone should be enough to force ethical consumers to say goodbye to animal products.
Anyway, I told you that so I could tell you this: expect to see the occasional vegan recipe here, as well as the general ramblings of a person new to the vegan thing. And doing the “vegan thing” is harder than you think.
Not eating meat? That’s fairly painful. Not eating eggs and dairy? That’s cruel and unusual. It should also be entertaining, since my personal food pyramid is built upon a foundation of cheese.
That said, onto my goals.
Check, check, check. The posts go up, I’m reading and commenting on more blogs, meeting great people, and generally feel pretty good about this site.
I’ve started tracking the time I spend doing research. And by “tracking” I mean “sort of writing it down, kind of, when I think about it.” Other than that, I haven’t done much else.
I’m an awful person.
Which brings me to…
If my napkin math is right, we’re just past the half-way point of this round of ROW80. This is my first round, as I mentioned way back at the start, so I figure it’s as good a time as any to reflect on the experience.
I jumped into this round without any real warning. The ROW80 challenge had been on my list of things to check out for a while, and when I did, I saw a new round was only days away from starting up. “Jump in with both feet,” seemed like the best course of action, so that’s what I did.
As it turns out, I knew less about myself than I thought. It also turns out I wasn’t nearly as good at setting goals as I believed. I didn’t have good metrics for a big part of one goal, I had to tweak another because it was too easy to meet, and I tanked a third within days of starting.
That smells a lot like failure to me. Still, I’m a silver-lining kind of guy. Since sucking is the first step to not sucking, I figure I’ll be doing okay if I can take something useful from this experience–and I have.
I have a better idea on how to account for my full-speed/full-stop approach to work. I’m also much more aware of what is a good, measurable goal for me, and what is nothing more than an ambiguous black hole. With these new bits of wisdom, I’m already looking ahead to the next round and thinking about better goals, along with better ways of approaching them.
That’s progress, right?