We have evolved … or devolved … into a species that is addicted to things
… & bling.
We are surrounded on a daily basis with advertisements for the latest and greatest “thing”. Whether that be the latest smart phone, ipad, espresso machine, giant tv or what-have-you. The most recent fashion item, furniture piece or thing-a-me-jig are all on the to want or to need list. Or so we think.
We have become enshrined in “things” … mostly useless in the grand scheme
… of things!
How many of us have drawers full of “things” we may one day use, that will eventually add to the depressing pile of trash, hidden from sight and out of mind at the local landfill … or in the ocean … floating … or not?
How many of us have cupboards we dare not open?
Garages with “things” tucked away neatly … or messily … in a corner, to one day be remembered … maybe?
Sheds abandoned because they're too hard “to sort” … full of “things” that we think are too precious to move along but not precious enough to have on display?
We collect momentos from foreign lands as a sign of adventure and travel and achievement.
We collect accolades from our workplaces … to show we are clever or good or liked.
We surround ourselves with the extrinsic reminders of capitalism … a world obsessed on more and more and better and better … forever and ever … or so it seems.
And in the world of trail running or running in general we have that “thing” called bling!
Little discs of metal that we collect along the way … from races and events that we enter.