Well, this has certainly gone neglected for quite some time.
I’ve never been good at finishing what I start. Start writing, never finish it. Start a video game, then it goes unfinished for years. Start school, never finish. I’m just not very good at that. I’m not the kind of person to make New Year’s Resolutions, so this isn’t one, this is just a general resolution to try to finish what I start. I’ve already made a good step in continuing my education. I’ve gotten excellent grades in nearly all my classes (A’s in everything except a D in psychology, which is unsurprising as I’m not good at the science thing, and a very high B in my sanitation and safety class), and I regularly attend class (even though it’s a pain in the ass commuting to school – public transportation while dressed in a chef’s uniform and lugging a knife roll and a toolbox with a heavy backpack on is not anyone’s idea of a good time). I’ve maintained a regular schedule with RTDFW, insisting on admin meetings at least once a month, and taking time out of my week to think about future events or continuing to plan upcoming ones.
I just recently started yet another journey with a close friend of mine. Until I get the okay to “out” her, I’ll call her O. It’s no secret that O and I are not thin or healthy people. I tend to not eat total junk, because I’m a culinary student, but I don’t eat as healthily as I could. I don’t get as much physical activity as I could, although running around a kitchen will surely add steps to my Fitbit when classes start on Tuesday. We now get together as many Saturdays as we can (we’re aiming for two a month right now – more on goal setting later!), and work out, do some meal prep, and plan goals for the week. We haven’t been doing this long – just since around the beginning of January, so two weeks or so.
For me, this was brought on when I went to the doctor and realized I had gained fifteen pounds. I was 190, and when I went to the doctor I weighed in at 205. Unlike in the past, I didn’t freak out or cry, I just thought “Huh. That kind of sucks. I guess I didn’t really try to lose those fifteen pounds, though, so…Not too big a deal.” It did, however, make me think about my lifestyle. I don’t do as much as I WANT to do. I WANT to read more. I WANT to eat healthy foods (they’re tasty!). I WANT to do some yoga, to exercise, to be more flexible, to be able to survive the zombie apocalypse.
Yesterday, O and I went out and bought notebooks. Mine says “Anything is possible” on the cover. We wrote our “big why”, of why we’re going on this journey, and our goals – which were not written in “I want to do x thing” format, but “I AM x thing” format. For example, mine is as follows:
- I weigh 160 pounds.
- I eat healthy meals 70% of the time.
- I can run a seven minute mile.
- I can deadlift 200 pounds.
- I work out three times a week.
- I am Katniss Everdeen.
The last one sounds silly, I know, but it’s been a want of mine to learn archery. Katniss is an excellent archer, she’s fit, she’s healthy, she survived the war. I want to be the kind of person who can do that.
Going forward, I plan on sharing my weekly goals and progress here, along with whatever other ramblings come to mind. Any health or fitness related goals will be tagged “Mockingjay”, so I can always remember where I’m headed.