I’ve been ignoring the internet, relatively speaking, for the past 3 weeks, but I’m back. Here’s what’s been happening…
We spent 10 days in Texas with my family, including our 9-month-old niece. One baby, 13 adults…do you think she went home a little spoiled? There were presents and food and also what passes for a winter storm in Texas.
In between family time, I managed to read close to 3,000 pages of fantasy (I was sick for a couple days, but also, according to my husband, I read like a competitive eater eats). I also finally got in a couple of runs after almost 6 weeks off.
My husband managed to severely roll his ankle while playing Ultimate frisbee. It is still swollen 10 days later, but on the plus side it looks like an ankle, which is more than you could say for it the first few days after the injury. May 2018 be the year neither of us injures ourselves, because goodness knows we had enough of that last year to last us for a while.
Oh…and of course there were pre- and post-trip hikes.
2017 in review…
2017 was a year I should be glad to leave behind me. And yet, “good riddance” doesn’t seem quite like the appropriate response. I didn’t meet a single one of my personal goals for the year:
- I started a daily journaling habit, but quit about halfway through the year. Probably 80% of my entries were some variation of “why am I so tired”… and I got tired of listening to myself whine. So I went from daily journaling to not even opening my journal for the rest of the year, and honestly? I didn’t miss it one bit.
- I never even registered for my goal race. I was sick or injured for the 5Ks that were supposed to be my replacement goal. In fact, I only made it to one race the entire year. But I definitely set a PR for number of races DNSed.
- I made it halfway to my goal of hiking 20 new trails.
And of course, I capped the year off with a frustrating health diagnosis. I thought I would be ready to throw 2017 out and start fresh…but I’m not. Instead, in 2018 I want to have more of what was good about 2017: More sleep. More reading. More vegetables. More outdoors. More baking. More yoga. More writing (but probably not journaling). More runs.
I’m a bit behind on getting the year started (in fact, I’m about to head to campus to get a PIN so I can register for this semester…why yes, classes do start in 2 days), so plans to accomplish all these “mores” are still forthcoming. And they probably won’t be as quantifiable as I usually like my plans (as my Type A self cringes). But I’ll have more about that after I’ve thought about it some more.
What do you want more of this year?