It should come as no surprise, but I totally !@$%! suck at New Years Resolutions. Last year, I shared with you what I planned to do and how blogging about them would maybe hold me accountable. It didn’t. I accomplished 25% of my resolutions. One out of four. ONE. I wanted to break the 20-plus year old habit of picking my cuticles. They still look like the remnants of a shark attack. I wanted to cook a new recipe every week. But with Big A gone the majority of the year, it seemed pretty stupid to cook an entire meal for me and the kid who won’t eat. I was successful in the five weeks in the beginning of the year when Big A was home to feed his facehole.
I wanted to blog once a week. Seeing as I wrote six posts all year, I’m gonna call that one a pretty significant FAIL.(Ok, I counted and it was actually 19. Better than I thought but not quite the 52 I was after).
My only success was the one I didn’t actually THINK I even could accomplish. Many members of my extended family and I climbed Longs Peak in Colorado in honor of my grandpa who passed away last year. We’re talking 14,000 feet of pure hell with a semi-untrained body. NEWS FLASH: yoga and stair steppers do not adequately train you for mountain climbing. But somehow it was enough. I started to write a blog about it. You’ll get to read it someday. Maybe. Gee, that sounds awfully familiar, doesn’t it?
Out of all the resolutions made, I’m stupid glad the mountain was the only one I accomplished*. I climbed several other “mountains” in 2014 (but only one other literal mountain). We moved, we became landlords, we faced a lot of changes. This year offers even more mountains to climb and instead of making promises to myself that will just end up broken, I’m going to face each new obstacle as another peak to climb. Because apparently that’s the only way I get shit done. Even if I’m bitching about it the entire way. I really am going to super try to blog more, though. Just for you. There will be much to say this year. Cheers to 2015 and those of you still hanging around reading this nonsense! What mountains do you want to climb this year??
*I should clarify that none of us made it to the actual summit due to high winds. But we made it as far as we safely could, about 90% of the way, and that’s more than good enough for me who expected to make it 50%.