Note: The Rules & Guidelines for the Yes Test can be found here.
Eight days in and only a few people know of my latest project. Aside from the fact that I have a tendency to abandon things when they no longer amuse me, I'm pretty sure that as soon as I sent an email blast or announce this on Facebook, someone is going to ask me to get a tattoo, or to cartwheel across the street, or to video an interpretive dance of my worst first date and then post it all over social media.
None of these things are against the guidelines. I don't necessarily want to do any of these things (except for cartwheel across the street) but I will, to keep with the spirit of the game.
My friend Joe drove up from Seattle today in order to "run" a Spartan race with me tomorrow. The Spartan race was one of the instigators of this whole experiment, and while I had initially planned on doing the shorter race alone, Joe could only come up for Sunday, so I paid $50 to run twice as far and beat myself up twice as badly. I've run maybe 3 miles in life, so this 8+ miler is guaranteed to be a personal record.
Anyway, after he arrived, we took a long walk through Stanley Park before heading to a local restaurant to carb-load on pizza and pasta. Joe and I are wine buddies and always drink a bottle or two whenever we meet up, wherever in the world we are. So, he asked if we should stand at the bar and have a glass of wine while we waited for our table, which normally would have been a great question except for the fact that I have to run up a mountain (twice) tomorrow, purposefully hoisting myself over obstacles, wrestling grizzly bears, and crawling through battery acid or whatever else I'm bizarrely paying to do.
I thought about telling him about my Yes Test, not because I thought he'd let me out of the glass of wine, but just because he's my friend and it makes for some interesting conversation. But, Joe is also the sort of friend who would say, "Fuck the pizza. Do you want to go to a tattoo parlor?" and then I would have to chug my wine in order to prep myself for the inevitable branding.
So, I shut up. But as the old adage goes, if a "yes" is muttered in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it really matter? Sure, I'm blogging about it here, but Google Analytics tells me that 11 people visited my website yesterday, which basically means I'm screaming into an empty forest. (But seriously, thanks for visiting!)
I think once I hit 10 days, I'll be ready to tell a few people. I'm told it takes 10 days to form a new habit. This is when it's going to get interesting.