That time of year again! The end of the year! I guess world didn’t end, right? — and here I am making another list (I do love lists though) of things I want to “get done” in the next 365 days. This is actually a fun exercise for me. Change can be energizing, and something to look forward to whether it be travel or a new endeavor is important for just everyday motivation. Writing these goals down is even more powerful — in pen and ink for that matter. And now posting them on the Internet!
I’ve been keeping little journals tucked away in my giant purse making notes and ideas — writing down anything I need to do or something to write about later. It’s come in handy, even just to pick up something at the store.
So this year I have some big goals. The biggest one is more of a dream that needs to come true (not like marriage to Ryan Gosling) – but I’ve wanted to move for a few years now, but have stayed put — mostly for work, and love. Money really isn’t a huge issue, but could be if I choose to take another job or live in an expensive part of the country, which of course I am. Dream big.
So even if its December 31st and I am packing my bags it will be a success.
Although, in the midst of all that I would like to publish a small e-book of recipes I have made over the course of a few years blogging. Also, spend less time social networking online—and more working towards writing here and elsewhere. Also, reading about 4 books.
I didn’t put a whole lot of fitness/diet goals on here – because honestly that all falls into place when I am happy. I will binge eat chocolate all night long when I don’t want to talk about my negative feelings. But if my social life and group is affirming of the inside of me, the rest just doesn’t become an issue. I was healthiest when I was happiest. The two go hand in hand so in turn I am focusing on my relationships with others to help get me into a place outside my comfort zone where I can truly grow this year – relocation or not.
What do your New Years Goals look like? Share in the comments!
P.S. I’m obsessed with this video: Lights covers Drake…so many feels ❤
I hate my body. There I wrote it. Its real. I know this is kind of coming heavy out the gate — but its a pretty deep seated issue into who I am, and where I came from, and went, and went back to, and now I am here. Does that make sense?
Anyway, being 30 is a funny this because your metabolism SUCKS. Okay, not funny. And you kick yourself for not pigging out more when you were younger. At least I do that.
30 is just a weird place in general. Since 25 and hitting my real adult metabolism (how I weighed less and had bigger boobs in college + drink 4 nights out of the week is BEYOND ME) I’ve been at many different varying weights. I would get stressed out and start eating more — or change work schedules and eat less. Or dump a boyfriend and work out like crazy. I think I’ve only once been happy with my body, but I was almost too thin and completely in ketosis the whole time. Then once I got happy and started eating more — weight gain. Fortunately I’ve been pretty stable around my current weight for about 2 years now. Now to be clear I DON’T own a scale. Never have, never will. Might as well keep crack in my apartment…I dont even look at the doctor’s office, because I KNOW that number will sit in the back of my mind and mock me like a 2 year old red headed child.
I realize there is little I can do with aging. I’m going to look older. My thighs are going to touch. My belly is not going to be flat. But thenn I get bored I obsess and look in the mirror and think about how no one could love a person so awkwardly shaped as myself. I have a lovely list of things I keep checked off to hate.
So I’ve moved on to this place of acceptance. Fitspiration tells me I can work harder, sweat more, and spend more time in the gym. But my knees are like “heeeellll nooo giiirl“. I suppose I could do more. Cut out chocolate all together (YEAH RIGHT! HAHAHAHHAA) or stop drink (DO YOU WANT ME TO LOSE MY MIND?!) — but then I think about happiness. And more than flat abs or a million dollars that is all I’ve ever wanted (well satisfaction is more like it really). Being in great shape made me happy — but wasn’t a means to an end. I was obsessed with working out and looking a certain way for awhile. I felt powerful. But it was unhealthy. And I am worse for wear.
So I guess its okay to “hate” my body as long as I treat it well? Which I do. I want to give it what it gives me. Have a good ROI and live to see some grandkids maybe. The biggest thing is GRACE — in all areas of life. And to yourself and your body. Let it not be perfect. Let it be who it wants to be…curves, fleshy bits, muscles, veins, pores, chapped lips, nails, eyelashes, and chins. And with that little bit of grace you will see so much freedom. I guarantee it.
Alright, so I have started another blog. If you know me at all — you know I am a social media junkie. I love the Interwebs and all its (over)sharing options into our typical and mundane lives. Or maybe I should speak for myself…?
Actually the thing is my life isnt that typical or mundane. I suppose I choose to frame it as such since its not at my desired level of comfort or whatever status quo I’m suppose to living up to at 30 years old.
So in efforts to find a place to outlet one of my biggest passions + daily concerns on a little less professional level, l I have started this blog. Forgive all grammar and spelling errors to come wont you?
Health and wellness is pretty much always at the forefront of my mind. I am an avid sleeper and self proclaimed nutrition nerd. I could talk for hours about coconut milk and/or 10 ways to make kale. I am also a certified holistic health coach — which I wish I had more time to devote to be honest.
In the mean time, I am here to spew my adventures in health and everything else that make my heart swoon. Music has always been a constant. I rarely turn down live music — and you can find me trolling Pitchfork or Rollingstone.com. I love art, cooking, tattoos, and the r/aww subreddit. I am diverse! Woo! Go me!
Hoping perhaps you all can get a kick out what I have to say and do here.
Comments always welcome.
Here’s the weekend in review:
Bought a humidifier in grave attempt to help heal breakouts + not have the ashy skin of dead person
Looked into digestive enzymes and bought a small bottle. Will keep posted on the results…