180 in 180
Six months from today, I will turn 30. That’s approximately 180 days (exactly 182 but we’re going with 180 BECAUSE I SAID SO) from today. Today I start a new project: 180 in 180. I’m tired of being unhealthy in almost every aspect of my life; I’m tired of feeling like dookie all the time. It’s time to turn this nonsense around; why not aim for a relative transformation for my 30th birthday since I will obviously be too old after July 11th to do anything but fade into obscurity. I’ll just be too damn old. I kid.
This isn’t about weight-loss (although I hope that is an outcome) or exercise (although that is part of the equation). It’s just about health–physical health, like my diet, water intake, drinking habits, and fitness; emotional health, like how I nurture and maintain relationships, my anxiety and relaxation, and my self-esteem, and mental health, like monitoring my depression or improving my schoolwork and writing. Life’s too short to feel shitty when there’s something you can do about it, ya’ dig? Plus I just slayed the health insurance leviathan. Those assholes finally had to pay for my Cymbalta, so I’m on the path to some stability in that area, because I know this medicine works for me.
So, I’m attempting to start a new routine that moderates my unhealthy habits and increases actions and activities that are good for me. Today (and almost every day thereafter), I’m starting my day with 30-Day Shred with ol’ kinda maybe gay girl Jillian, followed by a healthy breakfast. Oddly enough, I eat breakfast less now that I work at home than I did when I didn’t. I guess I just put it off until lunchtime, even though I know I have more energy and feel better when I eat a bowl of oatmeal or cereal or even just a piece of fruit. Because I’m currently obsessed with all things food, I think about it 94% of the time anyway, and when I have an empty stomach, my food-related thoughts just get out of control. Then I get crabby if my lunch is late and Chris likes to eat like Wilford Brimley so I’m firing up dinner at 4:30 even though I probably ate an hour earlier. Breakfast, YOU ARE THE LYNCHPIN. Rev this metabolism, motherfucker.
I’ve got a whole list of shit I’m going to be doing, and I’ll be posting about it periodically. THUS ENDS MY SLOTH AND GLUTTONY.
***In other news, check out my new food project with the gals over at Food Blog Mafia.***
(On January 11th, 2010 at 9:43 am)
Hey Lady,
Just to let you know, your 30’s ROCK!!! Think of all you have learned, lived, experienced in your 20’s. Now think how you can use that and enjoy and live your 30’s. My 20’s sucked major balls!! My 30’s are fantastic, I look at life with different eyes for many reasons, not w/out little bumps, but come on, a little bump does us good once in awhile!
Love you
(On January 11th, 2010 at 9:52 am)
You will do great with this! My wife and I are in the infant stages of a similar trek toward success. You will find that the blog helps keep you accountable (ours sure does!)
(On January 11th, 2010 at 10:34 am)
Good for you…I started phase one two years ago, working out, now I need to move on to phase two, eating better. This will be the year I say NO to fastfood…
(On January 11th, 2010 at 1:13 pm)
How do you think it makes me feel knowing you’re turning 30 in 180 days (Crap – that means I will be 52 in 173 days). And is this where I point out that I’m not getting any younger and would like some grandkids to play with before they have to play rock, paper, scissors to decide who changes my Depends? (OK – Just kidding – I’ve got at least another 10 years before I have to do Depends!). Seriously, I agree with Jenny – 30’s are way better than 20’s. And I’m even kind of liking my 50’s. Beats being 6 ft under! Love you Kel.
(On January 12th, 2010 at 10:01 pm)
There is nothing wrong with starting to cook dinner at 4:30. Dinner is between 5-6, that’s just how it is.
(On January 28th, 2010 at 8:00 pm)
I loved turning 30. (Well, maybe loved is a strong word, but 30 looks pretty good when you’ve passed the 35-hump and are officially someone in her “late 30s.”) Good luck with the new plan.