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Late to Lent

A few words on Lent...

"Lent in Christian tradition, is the period of the liturgical year leading up to Easter. The traditional purpose of Lent is the preparation of the believer — through prayer, penitence, almsgiving and self-denial — for the annual commemoration duringHoly Week of the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, which recalls the events linked to the Passion of Christ and culminates in Easter, the celebration of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ." 
(courtesy of Wikipedia)

Those of you who were unfortunate enough to witness my February caffeine detoxes in 2006 and/or 2007 know that I traditionally do Lent hardcore. And I'm not Catholic but I get down and dirty with the Wednesday ash and suck it up 'til the holy week.

But caffeine can only be done so many times before it gets old. And these past few years I've struggled to find a realistic but challenging vice to abstain from. I haven't yet. So in a last ditch effort to honor jesus, my homeboy, I want to open the question to the floor. But first.  


Things I will not give up:
a.  smoking (unrealistic)
b.  spinning
c.  pilates
d.  drinking (im flexible on this but I just don't think its hard enough)


Other than that...hit me.


  

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