Simplification for better living.

I've decided to embark on a "happiness project"; actually, it's more of a "Simplification for Happiness" project. I'm not sure exactly what form it will eventually take, but clearly I work better with some sort of a plan in place. (I've learned that much from my marathon training.)

First I want to get rid of stuff. I really just want to clear out and give myself some space.

Then I really need to get a handle on my finances. (I probably should start with that. It would relieve a lot of stress.)

Connected to this is to just quit spending. If I don't need it and I don't love it, I shouldn't buy it. Period. (I was thinking about instituting a "consumables only" rule but it seems rather harsh. I think I'll start with no new clothes. That seems reasonable to try again.)

Then the focus needs to shift to what matters. What do I want in my space? How can I start working towards what I want to do?

So this is where I am on this new year. It's not exactly a resolution and yet, I guess it is. It's a resolution to live better.

Oh-- add time management into this as well. Procrastination and "drifting" are problematic.

Llama or turtle? Doesn't matter.

While it would be nice to be fast, there's something to be said for slow and (relatively) steady. I finished marathon #2. Last year wasn't a fluke. I did it again.

I am ready.

I am carbed, hydrated and stretched.
I am relaxed.
I am excited.
I am ready to run a marathon.

Am I a marathoner?
Yes, I am.
Can I run 26.2 miles?
Yes, I can!

(Am I a nerd? Clearly.)

Time for me.

This is such an important idea. My "me" time has been running time although I've really struggled to stick to a consistent schedule this fall. Why? I seem to put other things first. Okay, not all other things-- just work. Why is work the priority? Shouldn't doing things that make me a better person take precedence? I don't mean just running but really allowing myself the time to spend on developing relationships and self-improvement through reading and learning about things that matter to me. It's so easy to get swept up in overworking because the job just doesn't end at 2:20 (or even 3:20, 4:20, 5:20). And yet, I don't feel like I'm doing a very good job much of the time. I need to remember to step back and limit the impact of work on my day and figure out how to reprioritize for happiness.

What are bootstraps and how do I pick myself up with them?

I've gone right down the tubes. Work started again. Free time became more limited and I just quit writing.

I'm a blogging failure.

Or am I? I'm not quite ready to quit.

This goes back to the whole idea of self definition. In my mind I was a runner. I had no reason to see myself as a runner, but it was somehow part of my subconcious. Likewise, I am a writer. I don't know how to get this part of me "out," but if I can run a marathon, I can become an author.

Yikes. An author? That just kind of popped out. Maybe that's my next step. Maybe I can go from writer to author.

I went from wanna-be runner to marathoner so maybe it's not so far-fetched.

Create my own reality-- I am an author.

New sneaks.

They just arrived and I put them on immediately. I believe they are magical and will make me a better runner. (If I can make my own reality, why not give myself magical running shoes?)

These shoes will help revive Powerhouse and Hammer. These shoes will remind me with each step that I am strong. These shoes have a lot of work ahead of them.

Today I did 4 miles. I alternated running and walking. It wasn't pretty and it wasn't fast, but I did my daily mileage.

Keeping my routine is all I can do. I will get better again. How do I know? I've been here before. I can do this and the new shoes (and socks) will help!

The act of creation.

I'm back to creating my own reality. What the world says doesn't matter so much as my interpretation and reaction. That's what's real. Okay. I am a llama. I am a runner. I am a marathoner. I am strong. I am motivated. I am ready to do this and to do this well.

I will create the reality that suits me best as I go along. I'm off for a good run. Come run with me.