At the end of last month, I posted an update on my New Year's "non-resolutions," and it seems like a good idea to continue - even though February was not a particularly "yay, team Mockingbird!" sort of month.
Things started off well - routines were starting to emerge and I was committed to making a number of gradual, yet ongoing, changes in my lifestyle. Then - well, February happened.
I've said for years that February is only the shortest month in terms of actual calendar days. I've often found February to be dreary and l-o-n-g. Maybe it's winter hanging on with icy claws; I don't know. At any rate, the second half of this month was beset by one little trouble after another that provided me with excellent incentives to cast aside my baby good habits. Here it is at the end of the month and I can report that I need to re-commit and start anew. I didn't take proper care of myself, allowing outside pressures and deadlines to loom larger than they needed to and I forgot what Meat Loaf tried to tell me: "Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are." I got behind, I had some minor dental work that had miserable complications, I caught the late winter crud (which turned into Gallumphing Bronchitis) which kept me from getting exercise and had me eating comfort food that was loaded with fat, sugar, and sodium, so I felt even less energetic - repeat dreaded cycle.
I got so wound up that I couldn't see straight - which is what it usually takes for me to actually (gulp!) ask for help. On top of my usual workload, I'm "boots on the ground" for putting together a conference in June and I'm on Day 2 of the 30 Day Push to get the draft of the book project I'm co-writing in to the publisher. It's too much all at once, even though I'm not solely responsible for either of those HUGE projects. I'm told sensible people ask for help - it takes me getting my imaginary Supergirl cape caught in the phone booth door to see the truth of that. But I did it and you know what? No one seemed to think I was a slacker for needing some assistance.
Go figure.
So here I am - blank slate. Maybe I'll reach my walking goal today and maybe I won't quite get there, but I'm back to recording it. Maybe I'll eat my "gold star" number of fruit/vegetable servings and maybe I won't, but (yep) I'm back to recording it. And maybe I'll go a little easier on myself and those around me.
That one's a definite.
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