Happy 2016! It seems a lot of people in my life are very happy to see 2015 come to an end; overall, it was a crappy year for many of my friends and family.
As for me, I can’t complain. Nothing particularly awful or noteworthy happened over the past 12 months (or at least, none that I remember). Of course, 2010 set the bar so spectacularly high for what constitutes a “bad” year that I might just go to my grave without feeling like anything could top it (knock on wood. KNOCK ON WOOD).
We rang in the New Year with my mom, sister and her family, and it’s always a good time when we’re all together. Because of the rotating holidays with their Dad, my kids don’t see their cousins (from San Antonio) nearly as often as they’d like, so we make the most of the time we can all get together.
you can’t tell we’re related at all
Last night while we were eating dinner, my husband suddenly asked me (realizing that we hadn’t discussed it), “Hey! Did you make any resolutions?”. I muttered something noncommittal in response, and he knowingly laughed and said, “You’ll figure it out when you blog it, huh?”
The truth is, I haven’t really made any. I KNOW. I guess that in itself is a radical departure from most (all?) of my previous years, so I’m not being flippant when I say that maybe not making a list of goals is an achievement for me, the consummate type A planning, striving, self-improvement queen.
I do have goals, of course, but I feel like they’re too attainable, or planned, to really count as New Year’s goals. I’m going to participate in my first ever triathlon on April 17th. I suppose that’s a good accomplishment, although as I wrote previously, that’s more about overcoming my fear of bicycles than any great feat of athleticism (is overcoming a lifelong fear really a New Year’s goal? Does doing it count as overcoming the fear if I’m still scared?).
Maybe I overthink my New Year’s goals. Do a triathlon. There. That’s a goal.
I constantly seek to improve my diet, although I don’t need to lose weight and my diet is already pretty good; when I say “improve”, I mean become even more efficient and advantageous for my training schedule. I don’t count that as a “New Year goal”, more like an ongoing lifelong diet plan. I still want to read more. I still want to unplug more, and spend less time on social media.
I’ve flirted with the idea of meditating since that seems to be all the rage, but much like yoga, whenever I’ve tried that in the past, it always ended in complete and utter failure. Instead, I think I’m going to try to spend part of every run completely emptying my mind (sort of like a running meditation? A zone?). I have this unfortunate habit of perseverating during my runs, where I will spend a few miles thinking about how pissed off I am
at a certain individual about something. It’s great for the run in that the anger really gets those feet flying, but definitely not good for my stress level.
Other than that, I’ve got nothing. Maybe this will be the year where I don’t make goals because I focus on enjoying and appreciating each day. I am a naturally very driven, goal-oriented, focused individual, which admittedly has garnered me much (external indicators of) success, but not a lot of inner tranquility.
Maybe 2016 will be the year that I’m enough just the way I am.