I’ve had a lot to think about in the last month with all of my crazy running in preparation for the marathon, another birthday passing, Hulk proposing and the whirlwind of wedding planning that has followed. But I haven’t stopped to reflect on how much has changed in the last year like I usually do.
Outwardly, I’ve lost about 15lbs in the last year and I feel really good about myself. All of my clothes either fit or are too baggy, making me wish that I kept my “smaller” clothes. Granted, I need to lose at least another 10 to return to my “healthy weight range” but my current obsession with gummy candy (that I am certain is a result of my Candy Crush addiction) is keeping my weight loss efforts at a stand still.
I’m becoming more and more comfortable living in suburbia but am still a cidiot at heart. I even went and got my G1 (the permit before a driver’s license) AGAIN (I know, I know) so that I could get around the boonies more easily (but still haven’t sat in the driver’s seat!). Joining the Running Room out there was probably the best idea in making me more aware of the community and all that it offers (and also made me realize how close I am to lonely dirt and gravel roads).
I’ve suffered a few blows to my ego after failed job interviews but I’m hopeful that there is a new and exciting position out there for me. Until then, I’ll be working my tail off where I am and being thankful for the extra time that it affords me to spend every day with the guy I love.
I’m hoping the reflection that stares back at me every day doesn’t change too much again in the next year. I know I can’t stop the aging process but I really like the changes that I’ve undergone and the person that I see.
It’s probably one of the most important things in life and only took 34 years to happen.