I have a long standing friend, Matt, who I have random conversations with in text message. His life is busy with a wife, two young kids and a very patience dog. He once commented how he enjoys reading my blog. How it’s like listening to me tell a story and he enjoys the preview into my life even though we now live a thousand miles apart. Aaaaaand he apologized for being THAT guy who was first to text message me and wake me up on Christmas morning. I couldn’t help but laugh reading that text. I also had to explain, that not only did my iPhone ding, but the Bluetooth speaker it is hooked up to for music (which I usually sleep to music) and then my Garmin watch buzzed with the new message alert. There was no escaping the one ding of the phone. But I also smiled, hearing how he enjoys these random topics, rants and self conversations from inside my head. To me, this blog is more an electronic diary…. maybe I should start a few entries, Dear Blog…. nahhhh, lol.
Dear Diary, 😉
We are two weeks into the new year….
I’ve seen the New Year, New Me posts on social media and I’ve seen the New Year, same asshole posts. I’ve also seen the taunting tabs at the New Year Resolutioners and the return of how we were all beginners at one point. At some point or another, we have all posted these…if you’ve had a gym membership for more than a year, you know what January brings. Crowded gyms and wait lines for just about any piece of equipment. While the gym owners love the sudden flow of new members, the dedicated members tend to dread this time of year. It starts to slow in February and usually by March it is over. Deal with it. It will happen again next year, and the year after, and the year following that…
Last year I posted a blog, New Year, New Me….bite me. Besides the weekly summary and rambling on strongman training, in the first paragraph I talk about how I’ve never made a New Years Resolution and I was planning on sticking with that. I talked about how things in 2015 had worked out pretty well for me, so why change anything. Then between March and May a change started, slow at first then slowly gaining momentum, until it felt like a hurricane inside me. In May, I posted a blog (time to start doing the things), trying to put my feelings into words, feelings I had not even realized yet. I was two weeks out from what was my last strongman competition, before an unknown injury became so bad I couldn’t even get out of bed.
In the May blog, I talked about how I was tired of saying someday to all the things I want to do in life, I talked about how it was time to start crossing things off my bucket list. While I didn’t do any further “tooling” on my Jeep myself, I did start venturing out hiking, camping, snowshoeing…heck even my first rock climbing experience…ok, so rock climbing was after the first of the year. But looking at how far I’ve come since making the decision of even with some day and just do it. I’m proud of 2016 and I don’t plan for things to go stagnate in 2017.
They say, if you talk about your goals constantly, you’ll never achieve them, it’s just talk. To an extent I’ll agree with this. But I’ve never been one to blast my goals all over social media or to anyone who will listen. I have a few select close friends that I confide my feelings, dreams and wishes to. But today, I think I’m going to put a few things down here. Going back to the opening of this blog, I told my friend Matt, how I do enjoy writing. He commented how it must be a liberating feeling. I distinctively remember I was standing outside in the cold January Michigan air and I lifted my face to the cold and smiled. Yes. Yes it is rather liberating. Posting several very scary feelings and confessions…leaving this out there for anyone who cares to see and read. Baring my bruised and battered heart in some aspects. Other times, sharing my joy or sudden conquered fear. It is liberating. This is my public diary…and in one year I want to be able to look back on this entry and compare, like I am today, on how far I have come. How many things I accomplished and what did I add to my list as the year progressed.
So here is to a new year, a new you if you want it, the same you if you want… To finding happiness in all that you do and a full and happy soul.
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.
- get my passport
- travel outside the United States
- get better at yoga
- paint more
- continue to work on MY happiness
- rock climb, frequently
- more camping
- backpacking trips, yes TRIPS, multiple
- cut back on the junk and clutter in my house …dare I say, go minimalist
- read more