Goals for the year
Jan. 30th, 2009 11:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
summer_sparrowI don't do resolutions, and it's a bit past New Year's anyway, but I've decided I have three goals for the rest of the year. I'm not going to beat myself up if I don't succeed at them, but I think that having something to work towards will be good for me.
1. Eat Healthier. I'm not talking about fat or sugar or calories, but rather about practicing what I preach. I talk about natural foods, pasture-grown, eating local, etc., and yet I still find myself (usually when I'm tired enough to hit the "don't care anymore" point) pulling through the Wendy's drivethrough just because it's easier than buying ingredients and going home and cooking a meal.
So my first goal for the year is to get the garden going, grow my own food, buy local food, cook for myself. I can't complain about the waste of a fast food culture when I'm participating in it. I can't secretly cry about the idea of maybe being diabetic if I'm not working at backing away from that ledge. "Be the change you want to see in the world," right?
2. Start Writing Again. I miss writing. It's amazing how thrilled I am just to be scribbling that silly Fallout fic. So, I'm going to try to get something written every month. It doesn't have to be big, or good, it just has to be written.
3. Start Dancing Again. I didn't dance at the North Valley contest last year, because I hadn't practiced and I didn't feel comfortable with my skill level. I haven't danced since, either. We're not doing the class anymore, and that's the only thing that kept me going. So the final goal is to start dancing again, in the hopes of feeling good enough about it to enter the contest this year. Even if all I do is stretch out and do a warm-up a few times a week, I know I'll be happier. As a bonus, I'll probably be healthier too-- I'm way too sedentary these days, and I've lost a lot of strength. Honestly, I don't care about my weight-- I cringe at my pantsize occasionally, but mostly I don't even think about it. It's the strength that kills me. I used to be able to handle hay bales without a second thought, and now I can barely pull them off the truck, and that isn't something I can be comfortable with.
I'm posting these here in an attempt to keep myself honest. :)
1. Eat Healthier. I'm not talking about fat or sugar or calories, but rather about practicing what I preach. I talk about natural foods, pasture-grown, eating local, etc., and yet I still find myself (usually when I'm tired enough to hit the "don't care anymore" point) pulling through the Wendy's drivethrough just because it's easier than buying ingredients and going home and cooking a meal.
So my first goal for the year is to get the garden going, grow my own food, buy local food, cook for myself. I can't complain about the waste of a fast food culture when I'm participating in it. I can't secretly cry about the idea of maybe being diabetic if I'm not working at backing away from that ledge. "Be the change you want to see in the world," right?
2. Start Writing Again. I miss writing. It's amazing how thrilled I am just to be scribbling that silly Fallout fic. So, I'm going to try to get something written every month. It doesn't have to be big, or good, it just has to be written.
3. Start Dancing Again. I didn't dance at the North Valley contest last year, because I hadn't practiced and I didn't feel comfortable with my skill level. I haven't danced since, either. We're not doing the class anymore, and that's the only thing that kept me going. So the final goal is to start dancing again, in the hopes of feeling good enough about it to enter the contest this year. Even if all I do is stretch out and do a warm-up a few times a week, I know I'll be happier. As a bonus, I'll probably be healthier too-- I'm way too sedentary these days, and I've lost a lot of strength. Honestly, I don't care about my weight-- I cringe at my pantsize occasionally, but mostly I don't even think about it. It's the strength that kills me. I used to be able to handle hay bales without a second thought, and now I can barely pull them off the truck, and that isn't something I can be comfortable with.
I'm posting these here in an attempt to keep myself honest. :)
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Date: 2009-02-02 11:42 pm (UTC)You know, that's what my resolution was too. :) I've enjoyed keeping to it too.
(DDG from FF.net, btw, in case you were wondering/couldn't tell/etc.)