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Christmas is over… so it’s time for a new list!…

Merry belated Christmas, Reader!

Remember when I said I was going to stay active and write at least once a week after being so damn good about writing almost every day during NaBloPoMo?

Yeah. Me too.

And then remember how I didn’t do that?

Yeah… Me too.

Typical me. But in my defense, I have been crazy, CRAY-ZEEEE busy. Teaching has been busy, planning for extra classes next month has kept me busy, and catching up on “Homeland” and “The Americans” has been a major life priority. (And I’ve still got three episodes to go on “The Americans,” so don’t ruin it for me.)

I also finished a couple of books since we last talked, albeit short ones…

Also, I’ve been avoiding you because I haven’t “felt” like writing – A.K.A. I haven’t wanted to take the time to sit and think about things. (Which is stupid, because when I sit down, things just sort of start to fill up the page like word vomit. I have no excuses…)

And maybe, most importantly of all, I have been thinking about my intentions for next year… I started writing about them several weeks ago, but now that we’re a mere three days away from a new year, it’s time to crack down and get serious about that business.

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i’m winning… at pulling hairs out of my face… and i’m not even 30…

A few days ago, I was getting ready for work. I looked myself in the mirror and realized, like, actually realized, that I am officially in my “late” twenties. No more half-assed “mid” twenties, but full blown “late” twenties. I also realized in that moment that I am officially closer to 30 than I would like, and 30 is closing in fast.

(I’ve got nothing against turning 30; in fact, I welcome it. It’s just that I have a lot of things to do – for example, on the life list – and not so much time to cram all that stuff in anymore…)

Now, I’m not sure what caused me to realize this… I mean, I’ve already been yanking obscenely long and/or wiry hairs out of my face for years. (I have watched my mother and grandmother do this for my two full decades, and finally, around age 23, I joined their ranks.) I’ve noted “lines” in my face and along my eyes – an early onset of crows feet… (Approximately age 20…) Stretch marks from eating like a Patty McFatty and not exercising enough. (Life-long achievement…)

The only thing left is to find a grey hair which, thankfully, hasn’t sprouted yet. But it’s coming. I can tell.

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once a runner, always a runner…

I ran a 10K today, Reader.

I was thinking about how I was going to tell you about this whilst walking up to the starting line. I was going to tell you that I “did” a 10K today, not so much “ran” a 10K. I knew for weeks that I was going to complete it, but I didn’t train well. I didn’t run enough leading up to it. There was always an excuse: Things happening in the morning. Staying up too late and wanting to sleep in most mornings. You know, the usual stuff.

So I ran a handful of times over the last three weeks. It was rough getting back into it… I ran a marathon (yes, a whole freaking marathon) in 2012 and trained with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society’s Team in Training in Portland, Oregon. (Shameless plug: if you’re interested in getting into shape or getting into running long distance and need a good support group, check out TNT in your community. You will train with knowledgeable people, make some great local friendships, and it’s all for a good cause. It was one of the best decisions I ever made.) I trained for five months to get ready for it and I was in the best shape of my life.

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the listing of 2015 “intentions” has officially begun…

I’ve been thinking a lot about my goals “intentions” for next year and I think I’ve devised a fool-proof plan on how to tackle a number of worthwhile things by splitting them into individual projects to complete over the course of one month.

This, in turn, means I need to choose twelve “projects.” I thought this would be super easy, but it turns out I’m having a hard time nailing down what to do with my calendar year…

So. That’s where you come in, Reader. I need your help! 

Below is a list of the five (that’s right, only five… not even half) of the things I want to accomplish next year, month by month. I need help filling in the holes. Got an idea? Leave a comment. Please! I need all the help I can get, apparently.

Two of the ideas came from my Life List and the other three were gleaned from my mostly fruitless internet searches for “monthly goals” or something similar… So, please read and respond, Reader. Read and respond!!!

January: Complete a full month of the “Insanity” workout program.

February: Read a book a week over the perfect four-week month.

March: Help me, Reader!

April: Run 100 miles.

May: Help me, Reader!

June: Help me, Reader!

July: Help me, Reader!

August: Start the family tree project from the Life List for a Christmas gift for the grandparents. (#6 on the Life List)

September: Help me, Reader!

October: Help me, Reader!

November: Participate in NaNoWriMo. (#97 on the Life List)

December: Help me, Reader!


Okay, Reader. That’s all I’ve got, sadly… So, any suggestions are appreciated!




a new year, a new list…

I always have good intentions at the start of every year. I try to stay away from making “resolutions” at the New Year because, let’s face it, “resolution” is just a shitty replacement word for “unattainable and/or disgustingly lofty goals I will probably never reach and will promptly quit working on in approximately five to nine weeks.”

So instead, I have decided to call mine “intentions.” Because I am one of those aforementioned people who drops those “resolutions” “intentions” like a bad habit (which, ironically, are immeasurably difficult to just “drop”…). And then let’s just admit the obvious: my use of “intentions” is just a shitty, fancy word for “resolutions.” Alas, I digress.

But anyway, if you’ve been reading along with me for any length of time, you’ll know that this isn’t my first time writing about goals or resolutions or intentions or whatever the hell you want to call them. (You can read about them here and here should you be interested.) And I dropped the ball on many of them. I even went so far as to re-evaluate some of those things back in May and change them up a bit, and I still dropped the ball. Since then, I have changed them, in my mind, a bit more.

The moral of this post: I cannot be trusted with my own goals.

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