This year, 2014, I had a list of things I wanted to accomplish. It included trying CrossFit (I did it! Loved it until I overdid it and hurt my back [my fault, not CrossFit’s] — more on that later maybe someday.) Here’s my shameless plug for CrossFit 816 in Kansas City.
So for this the next year here are a few things I would like to do:
Try a ballet class at the KC Ballet
Do more pilates (without creeping out the instructor)
Finish studying for my personal training certification and take the test
Run another marathon — I have my eye on Chicago or New York
Bonus: Run a race every month (Let me know if you want to run one with me!)
I shall tell no lies – I enjoy end of year recap lists. It’s a great way to review, appreciate and plan. This year I decided to segment my year in review post by month because it’s been an eventful year. In fact, this is the most eventful year I’ve had in…years.
Ahh, the beginning of the year! I barely stayed awake until midnight. Stressed out and worried about my career and financial fate, with resources dwindling I rang in the new year in my jammies at home alone (instead of in St. Louis with the LBC/Skittles.) I felt guilty and conflicted about the choice, but also responsible. I didn’t have the funds to make the trip, as fun as it may have been.
I interviewed for several jobs between December 26th, 2012 and mid-January 2013. Two of the interviews were intriguing, and one lead to me actually wanting to be chosen for the job.* I discussed both jobs with my mom and stepdad over pad thai and Christmas presents. Less than a week later, my mom died. That same day, I received a call from the job I wanted asking me to come in for a second interview. The day we met with the priest (Monday) I received a call from the second job with an offer. The Friday after my mom’s funeral (her funeral was on Wednesday) I had my second interview for the job I wanted, I was offered the job, I was asked if I wanted to come back to my old job, and I had to answer the other job offer. Yep, three job offers within a week of my mom’s death and when I was beginning to feel desperate.
My stomach hurt a lot. I nicknamed it “Stomach of Doom” or #stomachofdoom. (I did that later in the year.) Some other stuff happened, but man, I don’t remember any of it because I experienced a lot of GI problems. I was a little stressed.
I was also picked to serve on the Grand Jury for my county of residence. It was a 3 month term.
Officially became a vegetarian again and went gluten free.
July was an intense month of commitment to goals and the development of a new passion – running.
Hey, I joined a running group and decided to train for a half marathon! Go me!
I admitted to something really embarrassing: I hadn’t dated in 5 years. AND MORE! Honestly, the post was about much more than my lack of a romantic life, but you should see the referrals I get to this blog based on that one key piece!
Best quote found: Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
I ran my first half marathon. It was kind of amazing.
September was also the start of some serious self doubt and realizing I was better than that doubt. Running set me free.
At this point, I was starting to be “over” my training routine. I’d already completed a half marathon and the time commitments and restrictions were getting old. I was loving running and improving.
I ran my second half marathon! It felt harder than the first even though this time I had support. But – I did it. I started a training plan in August and I stuck with it and completed my goal. That part felt damn good.
I survived. Body love, body hate and a constant barrage of messages about how I should think, feel and look pushed me to a point where I needed to disconnect.
What a year. If I live to be an old lady, I feel certain 2012 will be a year I always remember as pivotal in my life. It’s taught me so much about myself, brought people into my life and truly changed me.