This post is actually about 33 days late.
It was that long ago when Nat told me about the story he'd seen on Tedtalks,
which put forth the idea that a person can do anything for 30 days, and
that if you do it, if you stick to it and do something you've wanted to
do, every day, for 30 days, those 30 days will be more memorable than
if you had not.
I liked that idea. A lot.
Having entered my thirties
simultaneously with motherhood, I have become acutely aware of the way
days can blur into weeks and the years can slip by almost unnoticed. I
have plenty of moments with which to mark the time, of course. Baby
milestones and birthdays, vacations and parties, the start of school,
the end of school, quarters, test days, weekends... Somehow those
markers serve only to speed up the passage of these years, though, and
the individual days in between? Gone.
So I latched onto this idea of
making life more memorable, 30 days at a time. And I jumped right in
with my first 30 days: Between July 8th and August 8th
I went for a run every day. (Well, every day except 3, but who's
counting?) Vacation plus my wonderful supportive husband let me have an
hour every morning to go trudge through city streets or along country
roads, an hour of increasing my physical fitness but also an hour of
“think time”. Plenty of reflection on life in general, on running
itself, on the quality of light reflecting off the lake. At the end of
my 30 days I have increased my run distance from two to four miles, I
have maintained my weight loss without maintaining my diet, and I have
decided to start this blog. Someplace to put my reflections, and
something to hold me accountable as I go forward. I make no promises to
post every day (that's a 30 day goal, right there...) but I do vow to
post an occasional update and some unedited musings from time to time.
If that's not enough to keep you coming back for more, I don't know what is.
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