(This is a picture from the Riverside Hotel in Fort Lauderdale, FL, where I went for a conference earlier this year.)
Well, I realized this week that I have a lot further to go than I thought. I attributed all my bad habits to the fact that I had a lot of stress in my life from finals week, and I figured that as soon as I got rid of that, I would have all sorts of energy to devote to the things I truly cared about.
That didn’t happen, exactly.
I ate terribly this week and went over my budget for the first time in six months. I only got out for a run a few times. I read MAYBE a hundred pages this week, and all my writing was for class. (I am at least pretty happy with a few micro-essays I wrote for a class). I did manage to spend a bit less time online, and I also managed not to overextend myself with friends and social events, but I want to do better.
This week, in addition to any positive habits I managed to cultivate last week (which are few), I am going to try to eat healthier and work out every day in some form. I also want to try to write. Last week, I was at a lot of MA and MFA thesis readings, and one of my friends at one of them said his dream life is to have two hours a day to write, and one hour a day to work out. He followed this with “And I don’t think I’m being unreasonable in that.” I liked both the sentiment and the time frame of these things, so that is what I am going to do.
Next week, I am hoping to be able to say what media I consumed, as well as how my working out and running went. Wish me luck!