I like to think of myself as a disciplined person. I’m not so sure that I present myself that way (I do have a flair for randomness), but I can assure you there is empirical evidence that I have discipline deep inside me. I’ll allow that most people probably think they have discipline. I don’t know how many times I’ve heard a smoker say they can quit whenever they want only to fail over and over. Quick tip: don’t buy that pack for the night out where you’ll just have “one or two when you drink” so you don’t have to bum from friends. You’ll inevitably smoke the leftovers the next day.
I did quit smoking cold turkey and never went back, but that’s not the discipline I’m talking about. I’ve also simply decided I wanted to run a marathon, trained, and did it. No doubt that takes a lot of commitment, but still that’s not where I’m going with this. What I’m talking about is much harder to teach than discipline…something that’s much more subject to outside influences and forces. This takes something that no mere OCD inflicted person can obsess about. I’m, of course, talking about completely finishing a ChapStick. Read the rest of this entry »
