new year’s goals – marginalia and such

life: 2019 goals and a recap

Happy New Year! It’s time for the obligatory New Year’s goal post. But, first, let’s celebrate what went right in 2018.

Good things in 2018

I got my promotion!
Celebrated 1 year of podcasting (The Bluestocking Circle Podcast)
Wrapped up another round of edits with the intention to start querying
Restarted my fitness “journey”
Committed to eating less meat and adopted a more plant-based diet
Committed to letting things go, both emotionally and physically
Discovered The Four Tendencies and learned a lot about myself (video to come!)

All good things indeed.

Goals for 2019

Continue to focus on health – dealing with PCOS and hypo symptoms, and using food to heal my body.
Start querying!
Work on a new (old) manuscript
Focus on mental health. I’ve been dealing with more stress than usual and it’s starting to manifest in physical symptoms (see goal 1).

I keep my goals simple. #1 and 4 will definitely affect my ability to accomplish 2 and 3, but I’m optimistic.

What are your goals for 2019? Let me know in the comments 🙂

My goal is to stay positive and live fully in 2017 (and in the years to come). I’m not entirely optimistic about the state of the government and such, but I’m cautiously hopeful and pragmatic—I can’t fix everything, but I can fix the little things and be open and aware.

I’ve filmed a couple of videos for January 🙂 so there’s some newness to look forward to, but I’m keeping it simple with the goals for 2017.

Reread some old favorites (yep, there’ll be a video on that)
Feed my yoga practice
Walk more
Write consistently (and survive the mess in between)
Practice food freedom
Save for travels

That’s it. See you around for the ride 🙂

Holy colors, batman!

Ran my first Color Run! I’ve been so eager to join one and now I have and I feel all energized and pumped! Yeah! And it was over some pretty rocky terrain too, so my legs feel all floaty. I got splashed with plenty of yellow and some red and pink, but it was the red that was the hardest to wash off… and let’s not speak of the clothes soaking in my tub. Pity the boy though, he had a red packet and decided to dump what was left of it on himself. He’s in for a long soak.