There was a time when I loved new beginnings. LOVED them. New weeks got me all excited for what was to come. A new month was most definitely something to celebrate. A new year?!?!??! Forget about it.... I love new starts. I would set goals and make plans for the new beginning. At the beginning of a new week I would lay out my workout schedule for that week. At the beginning of a month I would figure out my goals for the month. At the beginning of a new year I would try to schedule races and such so that I could plan my months and weeks. I loved it. In the last few years I've lost my love of them. One day became similar to another. Days turned into weeks which turned into months and eventually years. They all ran together and had little to distinguish them from each other.
I'm going to try it again. Tomorrow is Monday and Tuesday is November....time to make some goals.
For the month of November:
- -Workout 6 days a week
- -Follow the Turbo Jam Schedule for the entire month
- -Eat well 80% of the time
- -Make significant progress on my thesis (ie get 2 sections done)
For this week:
- - Track every day
- - Workout 6 days
- - Eat within my points range 4 days
- - Feel really good about myself
There you go, nothing earth shattering or back breaking, just some common sense kind of stuff.
My plan for the rest of the year is to work out and regain some of the fitness I've lost and lose a couple of pounds. Once I get in a little better shape I want to order either P90X or Insanity and do that. I also want to start running again. Slowly. Very Slowly. I am shooting for the Honolulu Marathon next year and all the local races in 2013. I also want to get back into doing triathlons but I'll save that for another beginning.
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