January 2015 Review

Well, like leaves in the wind, my January goals were flying, dipping and soaring all over the place, but the last week or so has seen the new year dust settle a little, as I’ve started to develop a routine. I have to admit, however, that my initial plan pretty much bit it (the dust, that is) and a new plan is spawning in its wake.

As I’m really tired and need to mentally prepare to play responsible parent tomorrow as my only child starts his first day at school, I will provide a quick January update for those playing at home.

Study: Had initially pledged to revise 20min per day. That didn’t happen, however, I have a weekly meet up with a friend where we manage a lazy hour or two of quick revision. Will up the ante on this one for Feb.

Exercise: Thanks to my bestie who bought me the Tapout XT 90 day workout program, I’ve been killing it in these stakes, and enjoying it in the process! I’m a bit new to home workouts, always preferring the gym or the like, but when I got my head past the idea that to my family I must sound like a hippo locked in a crate during mating season (what?), I am counting this one a success. The program involves MMA stylised light resistance/cardio training with a LOT of plyometrics, and I basically haven’t been able to walk properly for a week. I’ve also lost about 3kg (of fat, hopefully) since the start of the year, as well as having done 40% of my workouts early in the morning, so that’s a win. As an added incentive, I went out and bought a pack of 2 DEXA body scans for myself and my bestie each, to monitor our progress. Serious stuff happening in this space. Have also pulled out my old racquets and am in the process of looking for a tennis coach whose schedule fits with mine.

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Other health: The meditation I’d planned on starting died after 4 days. I will re-instigate this later on down the track once the rest of my day is sorted. I know people say it’s so important, and I do agree, but I am just so damn impatient. Water intake has been fair to good – I always have a bottle with me and will at the very least take in about 1.5L in a day.

Reading: I originally planned to – as a minimum – read a chapter a day, just to get through the bajillion books I have sitting here (bajillion and four, as of Friday. 4 classics for $15 at QBD? Don’t mind if I do). However, I forgot how addictive it is when you have a good one in your hands, and as a result have finished Jane Eyre and Flowers for Algernon this month (both fantastic reads. Do it). Currently reading Rafael Nadal’s autobiography, which I picked up on a whim when I caught his dark eyes flirting with me from the library bookshelf. Ahh, Rafa ❤ Te quiero!

So that’s it. We’re one twelfth of the way through the year already. How have all of your plans faced up to 2015 so far?

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30th Birthday reflection

I surprised myself today. Much of last year was spent in fear, or at least a silent denial, of the fact that I was in the last year of my 20s. I didn’t want to acknowledge it and I just wanted to leave on an overseas trip so no one could remind me. What a sook! Gosh, even writing that just now makes me wonder what got my knickers all in a knot because today was one of the better days I’ve ever had. I must have scored some kind of awesome present, you say. No! Not at all. I didn’t get anything. In fact, mum forgot to wish me a happy birthday and I had to work all day.

But you know what? There was something liberating about hitting this new decade. I have felt all day like I was granted a membership to a secret, elite club of people who get to not give a shit about the superficial and who can say “f**k you” to those who want to hold onto their 20s by feeding into the same negative attitudes and insecurities that cloud that decade. There is a silently acknowledged camaraderie between people in their 30s, the same way I presume there to be between people in the following decades. An understanding of another’s present situations and values that require much less verbal communication.

So basically, I feel f*kn fantastic, thanks for asking (when I’ve had a red wine, a bit of inner bogan comes out. Not going to apologise)!

Lesson of the day: Don’t be scared of those milestone bdays. Use them as springboards and fire yourself into the new era with aplomb. In short: get over it, “she’ll be right!”.

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