“The foolish and wicked practice of profane cursing and swearing is a vice so mean and low that every person of sense and character detests and despises it.” — George Washington
I can’t believe it’s been over 100 days since I began these challenges. And I’ve only completed two. I am so far behind.
Today, however, that doesn’t matter because here’s another one to knock off the list – I have successfully given up swearing for 100 days! By which I mean, I have drastically cut down on the amount of swearing I usually do for 100 days! Fuck yeah!
It’s been a busy old week. I felt like I’d made LOADS of progress on the challenges but I just looked at the full list again and realised how much there is to get through. Yikes. Still, some progress made…
Horse riding is REALLY painful the day after you’ve done it. And it’s also bloody hard. Kat and I went to Wythenshawe Riding Stables on Saturday for my first equestrian experience. I was queasily sceptical before we arrived but due to my nervousness around horses the people at the stables paired me up with Charlie, a ridiculously placid horse who they usually give to (and I quote) “the kids from the special school” because of his stoic and unflappable nature. Charlie was ace.
On to the home stretch. Without further ado…
- Stop Swearing for 100 Days
Wtf. This will probably be the hardest of all of the challenges to actually stick to. I get very sweary sometimes, especially at work (and at home… and amongst friends… and when I’m alone…) so I am destined to fail on an almost daily basis. Lucy and I have reached a compromise and set me a penalty to encourage me along the right path – 50p to charity for every f/s/c-bomb to pass my lips. Some lucky charity is going to make a f*king mint this spring.