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30 Before 30:
Take vitamins every day for a month (30/30)
- Go to the gym 5 days a week for three months (15/60)
This is suddenly a surprisingly easy thing to do. (Except today; I pulled into the parking lot at the gym and realized I left my water bottle at home and went home and got a coffee instead. It looks like Mondays are becoming my “off” days.) I do interval training, weight lifting, and cardio 20 minutes each Tuesday-Thursday, I’m up before the sun on Fridays to do hatha yoga, Saturdays are another 20/20/20 day plus a long walk in one of Nashville’s parks with Stephen, and Sunday evenings I take another yoga class that focuses on restorative poses.
The scale isn’t budging as much as I’d like. Sort of … we have one of these contraptions, and it’s showing that I’m building lean mass, so that’s good. And I have so much more energy, sleep better, and my clothes fit better. But those are qualities that don’t translate so well into numbers I can plug into my multi-page spreadsheet and feel like I’m making progress.
Yes, I have a spreadsheet.
Actually, I was having a coffee date with a friend a few Saturdays ago, and she said she was telling someone else that if I was making a drastic decision, she knows I have five spreadsheets to back me up. Which I usually do! I figure out what I need to do, set it on autopilot, and reevaluate periodically. But I didn’t think it was so apparent. I might have blushed.
- Complete 5 races (0/5)
We’re registered for one on our anniversary and planning to run at least two more before Thanksgiving.
- Complete 5 craft projects (1/5)
I made this. (Picture forthcoming.) Except, instead of saving five years’ worth of wine corks, I just went to All Seasons and bought ~80 corks.
Also, I am now the owner of a hot glue gun – who am I?
I’ve been using Pinterest to collect craft ideas. Not sure which one I’ll do next. Thoughts?
- Read one book/fortnight (15/31)
I’ve become the person retailers hate: I take a picture of a book that looks interesting, and then reserve it from the library. If I’d looked closer, rather than surreptitiously taking a picture, I’d have realized the book I borrowed was a response to the one I thought it was. I have some lengthier thoughts on the two books I’ve read, though, so I’ll save them for another post.