It’s been a month on my quest to change my life. Overall, I love the idea of resolutions. They help me keep on track with things I want to accomplish, but tend to blot out of mind when life gets too hectic. For fifty weeks, I have to think about resolutions, all of them everyday.
How am I doing so far?
I’m surprisingly not great with this. I’m too tired to write before I go to bed at night and so I write a few sentences in the morning. More a summary of my day than an overview of my feelings.
- No television after 8pm
My family time has become richer by shutting off the television at night. I work on my computer, but I’m available for everyone while they’re doing homework and as they wind down for the day.
- Exercise everyday
When I get my exercise done in the morning, I’m good. But if I try to fit it in later in the day, I miss exercise over 60% of the time.
- Eat better, at least one salad and one nutrition shake per day.
Forcing myself to eat has been a blessing. I eat salad everyday, and have a shake for breakfast. They are filling enough to me that I don’t snack as much. So this one so has been the best resolution yet.
As time goes by, my life is better with these tweaks, but nothing is perfect. I have good days and bad days, but doing nothing is not an option.
For my fifth resolution?
My brother wants me to try meditation. I hate meditation. The idea of trying to not think about anything for a writer who has thirty plots trolling the background of her mind daily makes the task impossible. If I’m stressing about whether I can get away with a pounding heart in a scene instead of something infinitely more unique, to I’m thinking about my grocery list or whether the kids brought their homework to school.
As a compromise, I’m going to try two minutes of mediation per day. I can do anything for two minutes, except planks. I even have a guided mediation program on my phone. I’ve got this.
My third week into the 50 weeks was a bust. Traveling and trying to exercise did not work well. I ran once and walked about three times, but note enough to feel stronger. On a good note, the kids are back to school today and I’m hitting the gym for a rowing class.
I don’t feel guilty about not working out, I feel sluggish. Exercise gives me the calm to sit at my desk for hours every day ad write. Without it, I have too much psychological energy running in the background of mind, messing up my thoughts and ideas.
I only messed up once last week with my second resolution, limiting my television time after 8. Being stricter about it has made a huge difference in my productivity. I also have a better connection to my family. We communicate better when we’re not yelling at each to “Shhhh.”
For my fourth resolution, I need to bite the bullet and add a nutrition component to my life. Instead of a taking anything away, I’m adding one nutritional shake and one salad per day. I hate salads, but they fill me up and keep me from eating my favorite writing food, tortilla chips and salsa. I’ll still be able to have chips, but hopefully, the cravings will be limited.
I love having a shake because it’s easy, fills me up, and tastes good, although my newest brand has a green juice kind of look which is taking a while to accept as real food. The rest of the day I can eat whatever else I want, although I’m hoping that by filling myself with quality, my propensity toward junk food will decrease.
Have a great week!
My second resolution (no television after 8pm) hit a snag when I watched Supernatural and then Frazier with the kids and husband on Saturday night. It was a weekend. What could go wrong? I could end up becoming a tired zombie who watched 5 episodes of Frazier and ended up in bed past midnight. I think I need to keep weekend nights clear of television too.
My third resolution? Exercise everyday. Yes- now it’s getting painful. I don’t need to hit the gym, watch a video, or run 5 miles per day every day, but I must do something active for at least a half hour. No exceptions. Yoga and Pilates are included so I can use different muscles throughout the week. It may be hard, especially if I get sick, but even stretching will count on those days. Maybe I’ll even get into shape for soccer season this year. It begins in three weeks.
On a good note, I had a burger, fries, and an Oreo milkshake last night for dinner! No limitations on diet ….yet.
I’ll keep you all up to date on my progress.
I decided on the second resolution after missing quality social contact with my family while we stared at the television for four nights this week.Granted, we were together watching movies, but my God, if I said anything during the movie or we’d need to rewind the ten seconds lost to human connection.
So the resolution this week? No television after 8pm. Will this be difficult? Probably, but it also gives me another week to skip exercise and not watch what I eat.
Does the family have to follow my resolutions? No. But I’m hoping to be a decent role model. Or I will end up killing someone after having too many restrictions on me.
I’ll keep you updated next Friday.
I’m a goal fanatic. Give me a goal, I’ll set off on the journey with zeal! So the first resolution was a piece of cake.
Journaling is not hard when there is no word count that I have to meet. So on a few nights, I wrote one or two sentences and put down the pen. I’m trying to write about positive things so I can count my blessings, although occasionally, I’ve written about issues that have come up that I need to work out like staying up way too late and never waking up in time to exercise.
My biggest problem is the anticipation of other resolutions coming up over the next few weeks. If I’m going to force myself to exercise more, I need to rest now. If I’m going to be placing restrictions on my diet, now is the time for ice cream. If I’m going on a tighter budget, I should spend now.
I haven’t decided the content of Week 2’s resolution, but I’ve it narrowed down to a few things that could help me step closer to my zen self. I’ll tell you all on Monday!
In one year and a few months, I’m turning fifty years old. When I was younger, I’d always envisioned my fifty-year-old self as a wise, organized, completely together woman. Now that the age is closing in on me, I’m not quite where I thought I’d be.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m closer to that wise super woman than I’d been at twenty and thirty, but bad habits are still running part of my life like the best friend I’d adored in high school, who was constantly dragging me into fun, but completely destructive directions.
I have just over a year to make myself the person I’d always longed to be. Although a solid New Year’s resolution might be able to help me with my exercise and diet, I need something more drastic. So I’ve decided that I’m taking on a new resolution each week for the next fifty weeks. If it all works out, I’ll hit my second half century as the person I’d always thought I was capable of being. If not, I’ll have to sit back and acknowledge that my previous goal was unachievable and I won’t feel any regrets for at least trying.
I’ve decided the best first resolution is to journal everyday. There have been times in my life where I was successfully writing in a journal every day. That was years ago. I miss the comfort of a daily thought about how my life is going on any set day. So I’ve bought myself a leather journal and am ready to go.
I’ll update you on my progress on Friday. Have a wonderful week!