Today’s a specific topic, just to give myself a bit more time to think about what I want to say about my Vietnam holiday. It’s actually F1 race season, and last weekend at this time, I was watching some of the craziest practice races on the Baku circuit. On Sunday, after arriving in Vietnam, I actually burst my data roaming watching the Grand Prix. Despite the consistently crazy practice races, and the sprint race as well, the actual race had no red flags. This means that through the entire race, there was no stop because of a crash or another. The teams were hoping that there would be a crash of some sort, but nothing happened, and instead, two teams reached the end of the race before sending their cars in for the required pit stop by FIA.
This week in Miami looks completely different, in terms of the circuit itself. It looks super fun and relaxing, and maybe it is, but I finally understand that Miami colorway that so many keyboards have applied on their colors.
But I digress. The point of today’s blog is about how I keep myself productive, while being glued to the screen, watching every single lap that the sports channel gives me. I actually don’t do anything else but watch F1 for the hour or so. It’s one of my most focused times, and I find myself being having laser focus throughout. It’s exciting and I enjoy it.
After the race is over, I become this sort of super productive person. I feel like every second matters, because I’ve just watched multi million dollars worth of automobiles circle laps for literally milliseconds off each other’s timing. If that doesn’t teach you the value of money, I don’t know what else would.
As I say this, I’m also aware of the amount of time I do waste. I’ve been having mornings scrolling through social media, just browsing, and in the name of researching trends and culture. My strategy to record things fall through, and for those moments, I just drop off for a bit. I come back to my work with this distracted mind, and sometimes I don’t come back. I end up whiling hours away, watching something on YouTube (recently NewJeans), or Netflix (recently Blacklist).
Perhaps my research needs to actually come to some limits, and perhaps like an F1 race, I ought to give myself some very strict rules, so that every second counts. Because that’s the truth of it: every second does actually count.