Every year in Catholic school I had to write a 5 paragraph essay about what I was giving up for Lent (always ice cream) and then after Easter write a 5 paragraph essay about what lesson I learned about Jesus by not having ice cream for 40 days.
I have no desire to participate in Lent and I am not a fan of the idea of giving up something I love for temporary fulfillment but the idea of a goal and a deadline is appealing to me.
Too many times I have told myself I am going to do something and never did it (or didn’t even start it). I don’t really know what that thing is going to be yet exactly, but in 40 days I want to report that I did something of value.
But that thing will definitely not be falling down a flight of stairs again like I did last night because that hurts. A lot.