I’m breaking my routine. I’ve always hunkered down and followed my routine, resisting anything that might cause me to deviate from the norm. This usually means sitting on the couch and watching my shows. Anything that I was obligated to do outside of this would give me anxiety. I’d count down the minutes until I could get home and back on track. Now, I enjoy doing different things. And I don’t get upset, or thrown off if it’s not part of the routine. Dinner in the middle of the week? Sounds fantastic! Moving my evening run to a morning run? No problem! It is actually a refreshing feeling to be free of my former self. I never thought of myself as a high maintenance person, but now I’m seeing that on the inside, I really was high maintenance on myself.
I’ve been getting back into my running groove. Slowly and surely, since injuring myself. And then a bout of the stomach flu. I’m not quite back to where I was, but I’m slowly getting there. I realized, I didn’t post anything about my May race. This one was a 5k that started at my old high school. I ran it by myself, but my dad actually came up and watched me start and finish. That was really special to me. Then, we went for a huge breakfast. I also recorded my personal best time in a race making it in under 28 minutes! I have my June race this weekend. It’s an obstacle course race that I’m doing with some friends. It will be really fun and messy!
I recently finished the The Tipping Point: How Little Things Can Make a Big Difference by Malcolm Gladwell. Here is the description of the book by Amazon:
The tipping point is that magic moment when an idea, trend, or social behavior crosses a threshold, tips, and spreads like wildfire. Just as a single sick person can start an epidemic of the flu, so too can a small but precisely targeted push cause a fashion trend, the popularity of a new product, or a drop in the crime rate. This widely acclaimed bestseller, in which Malcolm Gladwell explores and brilliantly illuminates the tipping point phenomenon, is already changing the way people throughout the world think about selling products and disseminating ideas.
If you're looking for an entertaining read that builds your personal development library, I highly suggest this book.
I ran my April 5k last weekend. I ran my fastest time and beat the goal I set for myself. Here is a pic of all of us at the finish line.
I feel like I’ve been MIA, lately. It’s not that I haven’t wanted to write, I keep making mental notes of things that I want to share. I’ve found myself stressing out about my work-load, between thesis writing, and picking up new hobbies, I started to get the disturbing sense that I’m over committing myself. It took me a couple of weeks, but I decided to take blog writing off of my plate for the week to get caught up on other things. Blogs are supposed to be a welcome release of stress and emotion, but sometimes, the overachieving, people pleaser in me felt obligated to write. I shouldn’t feel obligated. I should be looking forward to writing down and sharing my thoughts.
My area was hit with an ice storm. Now, this may seem insignificant, except that my city shuts down when there’s an ice storm. I’ve been going a bit stir crazy, and was in a bit of a weird mood due to the weather. I was actually excited to come into work today and be able to have a face interaction with human beings. Not that I don’t enjoy being alone and just having to deal with my four-legged friends, I do need that human connection at times.
Now, let me get into some back story. I’ve always been one of those people that “hates people”. Okay, maybe not always. And, maybe hate is a strong word. But, since my 20s, I’ve developed pretty much sheer disdain for any individual. Aside from my friends and family, which I only occasionally feel sensations of disdain for, I just really dreaded having to talk to or interact with people. I guess my unhealthy lifestyle was making me intolerant to the general public. Though, I don’t want to put all of the blame on my lifestyle, because, let’s face it, the general public can be pretty stupid.
Previously, in my efforts to reduce the negativity in my life, I would practice yoga and force myself to see the divine in every human being. Now, sometimes I was successful, but most times I just ended up letting my inner self give the other’s inner divine a visualized flip of the middle finger. Since I’ve made the change to become healthier, I’ve discovered a more social, patient, understanding, genuinely kind inner self. One that I’m beginning to see as truly divine.
These new feelings are VERY strong and can be overwhelming and difficult to work through. Almost like a flood of emotions at once. It’s difficult to describe, but it’s almost as if I’m pulling from the other person’s emotions and feeling them all at the same time. Excitement, nervousness, deep understanding of the individual. This is usually followed with a sense of mutual understanding, similar to being in on an inside joke with a close friend. I know what most of you are thinking, this lady is off her rocker. Now, I don’t think I’m empathic or psychic or any of that specialness. It’s like the book The Celestine Prophecy (if you haven’t read it, I highly suggest it), this is the closest comparison that I can come to minus the Peruvian setting and topping the best sellers list. These feelings have never been negative or malicious. Scary, sure, but only due to the overwhelming nature of the emotion flooding through me. A lot of this might be built up energy from the years of isolation, and social outcasting I’ve placed on myself.
Over the past couple of months, I’ve found myself being more social, putting myself in social situations that I never would have before. For instance, I’m running a 5k every month this year and I ran my February 5k on Saturday with a total running buddy that I met in an online group. And it turns out, this experience was one of the best, most fun experiences I can remember having. I was in the moment, genuinely enjoying another human being’s company, blocking out any other cares in the world. Normally, I would have been too concerned with “I’m not good enough of a runner to be included in this crowd. Do I look funny when I run? What if this person doesn’t like me?” None of this even popped into my mind. It was just two people, who can relate to each other, enjoying a shared hobby. And not to mention that I met a very kind hearted, genuine individual with some sage advice, mad running skills, and the most enjoyable company. I look forward to catching up on these types of missed connections that I replaced with saccharine coated relationships, forced enjoyment. Man, we shoulda taken a selfie! I did get a shot of myself with my participation medal. Enjoy!
HI’ve picked up a long forgotten passion for reading. I mentioned this in previous posts, and I want to make sure that I’m documenting everything I’m reading whether it’s a book related to recovery or not. Last night I finished the book “Outliers:The Story of Success” by Malcolm Gladwell. Now, many of you have probably read this book or at least have heard of it. If not, I highly recommend picking up a copy or skimming over the synopsis. This book is applicable to any individual in some aspect of their life. Basically, Gladwell discusses individual stories of success, such as Bill Gates. He analyzes the specific events that lead up to a person’s success and identifies details that are unique to their current situation and that which their success is dependent upon. Here are some quotes that stood out to me:
“Working really hard is what successful people do...”
This last quote really stands out to me. My whole life I’ve always used the excuse that “I was not born with that talent, skill, etc.” Well, I’m now realizing that thinking that is just exactly that. An excuse. I thought my body wasn’t made to run. But now I’m a runner. I’m tired of making excuses for my laziness, lack of motivation, or will. I’m a believer that if you are willing to do something, then you can do it. If you aren’t willing to do something, then you never will. Nothing you truly want comes easy; you have to work for it. Like Malcolm Gladwell says, it takes 10,000 hours of practice to become perfect at something. I think that’s true for anything, whether it be flying a plane or running. So, those of you struggling out there to live a healthier lifestyle, just think that the minutes, hours, days that you are successful contribute to your 10,000 hours of perfecting your life. That’s just under 417 days worth of hours. If you have the will, then you will. That doesn’t mean you won’t experience bumps in the road. But, when you do, just jump back up, and continue racking up those successes.
With those thoughts, I will end with saying, here’s to getting closer to my 10,000 hours.
Happy New Year, to all of you Me In Progress readers! I look forward to this year as a happier, healthier, wiser, more empowered, more enriched ME!
I have rekindled my love for reading. I was always an avid reader, especially in my younger years. I fondly remember my dad opening my bedroom door a crack to peek in and say his goodnights. I always had my bedside lamp on and a book in hand. He would proudly exclaim “You’re reading, again?!” and continue to ask questions about my book. Last night, I finished my first book about alcoholism and addiction since becoming sober. I remember this book being in the spotlight when it was added to Oprah’s Book Club…and then later revealed that it wasn’t a completely true story. The book is “A Million Little Pieces” by James Frey. James tells his story of addiction beginning with alcohol and cigarettes and progressing into marijuana, huffing, and eventually crack. He ends up in a treatment center and describes his stay in the center. The story paints a clear picture of a hard core addict and how the addict brain works. Though it is difficult to read at times, in that it becomes quite graphic, I really enjoyed the read.