And start all over again?
I feel like I need to do that in many areas of my life right now.
This past weekend was Pride weekend here in Toronto, and I ran my favourite 5k race with team Go Skirt! Well, I ran it as best as I could as I’m still dealing with the psoas muscle that will never heal so this year was much like my very first attempt at the race and the time was a lot like it too, coming in around 35 minutes.
Even though I’ve accomplished so much in so many areas of my life, I feel like I have to go back to the very beginning and start fresh again as I’ve fallen so behind and I don’t even recognize the girl who stares back at me in the mirror anymore.
I have to go back and learn to run again. Thanks to this injury I haven’t been able to do more than 5k since March. Although I’m not 100 per cent better, I can run more often than I do. I need to get over my fear of getting out there and trying. Then maybe I can get back to running with my friends.
I have to go back and lose a bucket load of weight. Thanks to going on and off old medication and being introduced to others that have lovely side effects including weight gain (YIPPEEE!) and me just wallowing in a hell of a lot of self-pity there is a far too much extra weight being carried around right now.
I have to go back and learn to love writing again. This is both a professional and personal item. I have lost my love for my work as well as writing for myself, something that I always made time for. It is clearly evident here and in the pages of my poor neglected journal.
I need to go back and rediscover the kitchen. Or maybe not just the kitchen, but my love of food. And not the processed, packaged or fast and easy variety, but recipes and fresh ingredients. I need to spend time in a kitchen and get messy (with apologies in advance to my boyfriend and his clean kitchen).
I need to go back to the books. To reading. To getting hopelessly lost in the pages of a book and devouring the written words on a page without even realizing it. I could easily go through a book or two a month before and now a book can lay on my nightstand for months before I even get through a chapter.
I need to go back to wandering. I spend a lot of time cooped up indoors, on the couch doing mindless things, either in front of the television or the computer. That’s a lot of wasted time. I used to spend a lot of time just walking and wandering. I’ve started to do that on Sundays now, wandering in suburbia and trying to find my way in city that isn’t my own and it’s always an adventure (especially when it ends at the bulk barn!).
I need to go back to tracking. Just writing what I eat; the good, the bad and the ugly. No counting Points or calories or anything just yet, just taking a good hard look at what I’m putting in my yap and being accountable. I bought a fitbook awhile ago and haven’t really used it yet but writing things out always work for me so I know it will be a great tool (and yes, I know about MFP and sparkpeople and every other online tool out there. I don’t need yet another app on my phone, thanks).
That should make for a summer of fun, right?
What things do you need to get back into or start all over again?