They say you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. For the past two years I’ve been thinking, contemplating, and questioning what it is exactly that I’m supposed to be doing, here on Earth. Fifteen years ago I’d have told you that I would be married with children by thirty, but here I sit, almost thirty one, and I’m not thinking about that wedding date and I’m not wondering why I don’t have children. In fact, I still don’t feel like I’m even ready to be a woman of that stature. It all seems so…grown up and although grown up, I’m just not there today. Perhaps it’s because I’m supposed to be doing something different. Maybe I’m supposed to be building something of my own before I settle in and spend the rest of my life with someone and have babies that will take over my focus, concern, and my world, and my heart. If I could have children at forty, that’d be ideal. But then again, I’m starting to realize there are probably more forty year old women out there who are thinking…if I could only have children at fifty, that’d be ideal.
Being this thirty year old, almost thirty one, (ohhh myyy goshhhhh), lady that I am, a lady without even a dog or a plant, I’ve decided to spend my extra time working selfishly towards…none other than me, myself, and I. Two years ago I registered a company that I wasn’t completely certain I wanted to launch, but after thoughtful consideration of my purpose, my goals, and who I want to be, I’ve decided to go for it. I’ve decided in my thirtieth year on this Earth to gather all of the experience I’ve gained on the windy path that I’ve taken and pour every last bit of it into something of my very own. Rustic + Refined Events is a full service wedding and event planning company and I’m beyond excited to further launch myself into the creative community of Denver.
I think it’s safe to say we all silently agreed that our “New Year” would technically start today and not last Friday, January 1st. For me, I chose not to start on Friday because I woke up and had a slice of chocolate pie for breakfast. I’ll leave the rest of my weekend consumption to your imagination, hint: it was indulgent.
So happy FIRST Monday of the year! I start this week with a little extra enthusiasm towards my weekly goals because it’s a fresh start which brings a strong sense of hopefulness. Hope is such an incredible thing, it’s allowed me to, after all these years, continue thinking that at some point in my life I will look like Kate Moss circa ’92. I’m pretty sure it will eventually happen.
A huge resolution theme for many people is health and wellness, which is understandable considering it’s something most of us can improve upon and because good health is crucial both presently and in our future. When I’m healthy and active, although it requires discipline and early morning dedication (my choice), I am absolutely at my best. I sit down at the start of each workday with a better attitude and am more patient when things aren’t going well, personally and professionally. The past year and a half that I’ve been regularly going to the gym has shown me that working out is just as important for my mental health as it is my physical health. There are days when I wake up stressed out about my job or am just feeling bit negative towards everything in general; on those days I get myself out of bed at 6:00am, not for my body, but for my brain. Another plus, on those mornings that I workout, my food choices are much different than on days when I choose to sleep because I do NOT wake up early and work my ass off to pack those calories back on with a bagel and cream cheese, no I most certainly do not.
They say it takes thirty days to create a habit. It took me a little over twenty nine years but for about a year now I have been working out three days per week, no less. What’s depressing is that I recently read an interview of a celebrity who spoke about her workout routine and said she started out slow, “only” working out three days per week and then built up to seven days per week…crickets. First, let me just say that I was very proud of my three day per week status, but apparently that’s for amateurs. Second, it made me realize that it was time to step it up.
My 2016 health and wellness related goal is to incorporate one additional day into my weekly workout routine. Sounds easy, but my current three days seem to just baaaaarely fit into my schedule. One thing is certain, I will need a little extra motivation and for any of you out there who, after one day in the gym, need some extra motivation to keep you going so you can hit that 30 day habit forming mark, here is what I’ve found helpful:
Buy Cute Workout Attire-Stare at that adorable tank and not your arm fat
Carry a Cool Water Bottle-It’s basically a gym purse, I recommend S’well (mine is beach cottage-25oz)
Make a Playlist Ahead of Time-Spend some time putting together a playlist that will keep you motivated when you’re losing steam. I listen to slow R&B which some find weird, but who wouldn’t be motivated by music that makes you want to make-out? Duh.
Go with a Friend-No one appreciates being stood up and that includes your gym bestie. Bonus is, you can grab coffee after. Or wine, if you workout in the evening. Or afternoon. Or you’re just a lady of leisure and can drink wine at 9:00am. Goals.
If all else fails, just spend a day outside the gym, find someone really attractive, and start going at the same time. There’s nothing like a secret gym crush to keep you going back.
Good luck to you. Good luck to me. We can do this. Just think, we have approximately three months before patio happy hours start back up, lets be the girls who are ready to bare arms before we start sweating. God speed.
Vodka and Birthday Cake 