January in Review
How in the world is it already February?! I swear it was just New Year's Eve two seconds ago.
In addition to setting goals at the start of this year, I decided I was going to set mini-goals and mantras for each month that all connected to my larger 2017 plans. This January, my goals consisted of: running 2 miles at one time (check!), getting outdoors even more (check!) and returning to a normal bedtime (still a work in progress...). Beyond these tangible goals, my mantra this month that I tried to abide by was: Live less out of habit and more out of intention. I really wanted to work on breaking from my routine and understanding the purpose of what I was doing. As such, I started playing around with new fitness routines to expand my horizons and teach myself running was not the end-all-be-all. I started investing time and attention on new and old relationships and friendships that really fed and served my soul. I returned to meal-planning to intentionally fuel myself properly. I started dabbling in new coping mechanisms for my anxiety. While all of these may seem small, I can already feel a change in my perspective.
Here are some more highlights from January:
I celebrated New Year's with three of my best friends. We spent the evening playing board games, talking, singing and dancing and drinking far too much bubbly. In the morning, my friend Brady made us all breakfast in bed, while we watched documentaries and continued to gab. As admittedly hungover as I was, I had such a great 24 hours.
I took a quick getaway to Idylwilld with my boyfriend where we hiked in the rain, sipped coffee and enjoyed the snowy scenery. It was the perfect, quiet mid-week break.
I got my sixth tattoo. I got the line "miles to go" inked on my foot. An ode to one of my favorite poems, one of my life mantras and my belief that running still has a ways to take me. The best part? Briana of Buju Tattoo was able to mimic the same script as the tattoo on my forearm.
In addition to hiking in Idyllwild, I took a few gorgeous hikes through Hollenbeck Canyon in Jamul and up Corte Madera Mountain near Pine Valley. Hollenbeck was similar to living in a fairytale - lush, green, quiet, mystical, while Corte Madera offered amazing views, clear skies, a lot of snow and high elevation.
I marched for women's rights (and human rights, as a whole) in downtown San Diego during the Women's March the day following the election. I was truly proud of the thousands of women (and men and kids) that showed up in San Diego (even in the rain!). I felt empowered and hopeful and full of energy. It was crazy to be a part of something so much bigger than myself.
I saw dozens of sunrises and felt the sand beneath my feet. In a (tiring) attempt to rebuild stability, I've been taking walks on the soft sand. I don't think it will ever get old living just a mile away from the beach.
I started a new job! It's been one month, and I love what I'm doing, who I'm working with and everything in between. It's all new and scary and challenging, but I can feel myself growing everyday. Did I mention the commute is shorter and there's an amazing gym to work out in?
Cheers to February!
"It doesn't matter what others are doing, it matters what you are doing."