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2013: I'm Back and Fired Up!

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Well good evening!  I was browsing my own bookmarks tonight, trying to clear my 2012 list.of.things.awesome and setting up for a comprehensive clean sweep and fresh beginning, when lo and behold, there sits a wonderful little bright orange button I've been ignoring for months.  You've got it, my blogger button.  I hung my head shamefully and got a glass of wine, trying to decide on a topic for tonight's very first 2013 post. 

While searching my fridge, I also began searching my heart and mind for something that I felt would be a good focus for my writing adventure.  Although I'm 8 days late, I think the new year is a good start.  What makes everyone want to clean their slate and change their lives at the beginning of each year?  What sets our goals and what makes us aspire to do and be better, only to lose that focus so quickly?  What are my goals and changes I hope to make in the coming year?  Let's start at the beginning.

Last year, I was lucky enough to once again find a place of my own.  Due to financial troubles, I had to move back home for a little over a year, and I am happy to say I am once again standing on my own two feet.  I have a job that I love and am slowly working my way through the remainder of my classes to finish up my nursing degree.  I am blessed with people that love me, come to me for advice, and want me in their lives.  I have enough food on my table, a roof over my head, work that makes me feel satisfied at the end of the day, and a bright future ahead of me.  What more could I ask for?

If I was to clean my slate for the beginning of the year, there is much I would want to remain.  Although it is a wonderful thing to be able to start new, I think a good foundation of years past is needed to make any amount of progress forward.  What's on my list of changes then?  Some of them are probably easy to guess, but won't be for typical reasons.

1. Elizabeth. This is my helmet.  Behind it sits a point of pride with me, my wonderfully comfortable and huge bicycle. She is by far my favorite mode of transportation, especially to school.  As I now live in town again, I will no longer be running to classes due to having to park ridiculous far away from the buildings I need to be in.  My resolution here is not only to bike to class, but work on using her for work and trips to the store as well.  The less gas I have to use, the happier I, my checkbook and my thighs, heart and lungs will be... eventually.

2. Photo-a-Day Challenge! I know I started this last year, and failed terribly at keeping up with it.  I want to do it again, and succeed.  I love taking photos, and it will make it easy to have a fluid transition into my third resolution:

3. Blog It. I love writing, and I want to share my experiences, triumphs, failures, funny stories, recipes and tidbits here.  I like knowing that someone on the blogosphere somewhere will understand some part of what I'm trying to say.  Makes me seem not so crazy after all!

Although fitness fits somewhere on that list, it's more of a general fitness level than wanting to look like a super model.  I will never be able to give up caramel, steak or a good latte, plus I don't want toothpick legs.  I would like to be strong and fit again though.  Mentally, I am generally a happy, calm person.  I'd like that to continue with no major interruptions.  I would like to gain more patience at some point, but I don't think it will happen until I'm in my 50's or so.  Alas, I will continue to enjoy the ride.

I need to learn to drink water and enjoy it again.  Soda is beginning to kill me.  I want to cross off another book off of my 50 books list.  I want a garden in my small back yard where I can grow vegetables.  I want to take a dance class.

Focus is where you make it or break it.  What is your focal point?  How do you stay motivated?  At what point is it okay to give up?  There is the famous Star Wars line of "Do or do not, there is no try".  Is this how you want to live your life and complete your goals?  For me in 2013, that will be my biggest challenge.

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