May 15, 2012

Holy goals.

I don't particularly like to set public goals for myself, or even personal ones, for that matter.  I somehow never seem to keep up with them, and before I know it I'm looking back on the past 4 weeks and haven't made any progress.  I usually start strong, but I'm quickly overwhelmed and just turn my attention elsewhere.  I always have had HUGE aspirations for myself - which can be a good and a bad thing.  I always put too much on my plate at once and that somehow leads to the looming thought of unattainability, and I give up.

I'm about halfway done reading The Happiness Project, and from the minute I opened the first page, I knew I needed to start something of my own.  I made it a point to try not to copycat the author, knowing everyone's happiness is based on different facets of life.  It was a struggle reading and not doing, but now I'm at the point where I can read a bit, live my life with new realizations, and then come up with ideas for myself.  I'm still waiting until I'm done with the book, to go back read my notes (yes, I take notes and highlight even for pleasure reads.  I'm an excellent researcher thanks to those long college years...)  But I'm excited to get the ball rolling on making ME happy, and according to Gretchen Rubin, making yourself happy in turn makes those around you happy.  See, I have learned something.

To make a, well, long story even longer... the mister and I had a mini-goal of getting our lazy butts to the gym more often.  We are the complete opposite of anyone you'd see at the gym, but Planet Fitness has a no judge policy, so why the hell not.  It's been about 3 months, and though I will apprehensively say I have not been as diligent on my end, I can't believe I've gotten there as many times as I did.  And it all paid off because I ran my first 5k today!  Outside, no buttons on a treadmill to keep my pace, just me.  I know it's only 3.1 miles, but HELLO?!  I never thought I'd see the day.  I have to give myself the silent clap in my head - or maybe even the arena full of screaming fans - either way I'm impressed with myself.  Hopefully this can be a new "thing" of mine, and the idea of being a runner won't just fall somewhere into the black hole that is my mind.



PS. my little tomato project was kind of a goal, looking back on it.  Now I'm just crossing my fingers I won't kill them once they get the boot outside.

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