Friday, February 28, 2014
I am about to embark on a completely crazy project, and the only way to do it properly is to put it out to the world so that I have nailed my trousers to the mast (“don’t you mean your colors to the mast?” “No, trousers; that way I can’t crawl back down”)*
I am starting a project that I’m calling “100 Days of All The Things.” From March 1 until June 8, I am committing myself to:
* Go to the gym daily
* Cook healthy meals (except for days when we are specifically going out or doing something that takes me away from the kitchen, but no, “Eh, don’t wanna cook; let’s get Chinese.”)
* Practice Italian
* Journal (and not endlessly about this experience; actual, substantive journaling)
Do something crafty
I fully expect that by day 2 I will be wondering what the hell I was thinking. But if I can do this, I hope that I will develop some good habits that will stick. I feel like I’m doing too much “drifting” through my days. I want to live more intentionally. I will also continue working, and keeping house, and having time with Ferrett, and walking my dog, throughout this.
And now y’all know. So you can help keep me honest. Wish me luck.
*Extra Brownie Points of Extremely Impressed-ness for anyone who knows the original source of that slightly-rewritten exchange!
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
I clipped my SPAT to my wrist watch today to swim, as I have done before. Only this time when I was in the shower I noticed it was missing! I put back on my suit and went back in the pool to search for it, but no luck. I gave them my name and number, in case it shows up in a pool filter. I guess I'll wait a week to see if they find it before I order another one. In the meantime, I'm already going through SPAT withdrawal! At least I already got my February trophy already. But all those Glow Getters I'm going to miss out on! It's amazing how addicting that little device is.
EDIT: It was found! I have it back! Yay!!!
Saturday, February 01, 2014
I stand before you, an object lesson. A cautionary tale. A living, breathing, coughing, sneezing, feverish exhibit of the adage, "Be careful what you wish for." We have plans for the evening, a friend's birthday party, but the weather is so dismal that I dared say, "Ugh; I wish we didn't have to go out in this." Not 20 minutes later, I was hit with this misery like it was a runaway train. The express train to Miseryville. There was nothing of "feeling something coming on." No, "is that a tickle in my throat?" This leaped out of a dark alley and mugged me.
My only hope is that it passes just as quickly as it arrived. Good grief.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
We've gotten about 8 inches of snow here, and though the weather report says we should be done, it's still coming down. Everyone I know is complaining on Facebook about the terrible weather.
Secretly? I'm delighted. Yes, it's awful for driving. Yes, it makes walking the dog much more of a challenge. Yes, we have been hunkered down and hibernating all weekend.
But honestly, I love it. I'd love it more if it snowed 2 feet. I love me some real weather. It feels like a bit of an adventure, even though I'm warm and snug in my house, safe from the actual weather.
I have my front curtains open (something that never happens here) to let in the light and to watch the snow fall. Yes, in a while I will have to bundle up and fire up the snow blower. But I'm okay with that. Let it snow!
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
I signed up for my first triathlon for next summer today. I am aiming at doing at least one Olympic length, but this one is early in the season, so I signed up for sprint length. I did two last year, and I have to say that everyone at the events was awesome and supportive. I was close to the last person in both times, and people were friendly and encouraging. There were people of all sizes, and everyone was just happy to be with other people who enjoyed this crazy activity! I'm looking forward to it!
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