- Pay attention to how much I’m eating (aka. ditch the “clean your plate” mentality I was raised with and actually pay attention to how my body feels – stop when I feel content, but not FULL)
- Get ENERGIZED! (maintain kickboxing, get back into ballet, start running along the sea wall)
- Get over being snarky/cynical/angry with my Dad. That is helping no one, it’s not improving the situation, and I think it makes both of us feel bad. Not productive at all. Work on improving this relationship.
Those are the big things I want to work on this year. I’m not the biggest fan of the idea of NYR’s, mainly due to my perception that they’re easily made, and easily forgotten by most people that make them. I DO like the idea of having a definite starting time, to kick my butt into gear. So that’s the plan.
Stop overeating. Get energized. Get over being angry.
Wee-oo. 5 days off for a Canadian Thanksgiving weekend. Celebrating by playing laser tag tomorrow evening for a joint birthday bash, and then promptly crossing the Ca-nay-da/A-mur-ica border the following morning and driving down to Portland, Oregon. In Portland, there exists a food cart named, wait for it…. The Grilled Cheese Grill. I may vouch to eat, sleep, and breathe in it’s direct vicinity for the entirety of our trip. But in all seriousness, I WILL eat a grilled cheese cheeseburger, and it will be delivious (so good that it’s just bad).
Burnt my hand on the oven door today. Calmly ran it under cold water, slathered on polysporin, and covered it all up with a band-aid. My inner-monologue consisted of feeling very proud of how calm I was in an emergency situation. Proceeded to miss kick-boxing class because of my hand. Not so tough after-all… John McClane would be so unimpressed.
You know the song Girl by The Beatles? This is that girl. (It’s not me)