It’s a new year. I’d like to say that this is a point at which I start reflecting on the past year and the year ahead but truth is, I’ve been introspective of where I am and what I’m doing for some time now. So much so that I’m starting to get sick of being in my head.
For me, 2015 was a transitional and emotional year, one that I’ve had a tough time putting into words. I’ve felt like a success and a failure all wrapped up in one. I saw the end of a job, a relationship, and a passion for web development. My desire to write had little spark to it. On the flip side, I saw my financial fortunes soar. Money buys happiness, right?
2015 became the year where I decided to reinvest in myself.
Seven years ago, I was at my heaviest weight of 285 lbs and I started taking steps to lose weight. After a year of portion control and exercise, I was down to about 240. But I flatlined. A move back to the suburbs meant I was walking less and driving more. The weight started to climb back up. By the end of last summer, I was up to 268. That wasn’t where I wanted to be.
In September, I decided to get a trainer and make a year long plan to hit my goal of 200 once and for all. In the 4 months since I’ve started, I’ve lost 20 lbs. My travel schedule was very hectic. I was too easily tempted by the free drinks and fatty foods offered by most conferences. And yet I’m still mostly on target. Go figure.
I decided to take a break from conferences for the first half of 2016. This is time that I want to use to focus on being a better me. I want to hit up the conferences in September having hit my goal of 200. (Fingers crossed.)
In 2016, I also want to rekindle my passion for the web. I’d love to finally finish rewriting SMACSS. I have other books I’d like to write. I have products I’d like to build. I’d like to blog more! I’d like to get my site redesigned. I want to produce instead of just consume.
I’d like to be a person I can be proud of.
To do that, this year’s theme will be Movement. Physically and mentally, I want movement. I want progress. It’s time to stop living in my head.