Sometimes, you just need a break (and not the Kit-Kat kind).
I didn’t plan it, but July turned out to be exactly the break I needed. I didn’t blog. I didn’t Tweet/Facebook/Instagram/YouTube (much). I didn’t worry about a diet, or a workout, or a goal, or comparing myself to anyone else.
I spent a week in Texas with good friends and didn’t worry about what foods I was eating, or what I weighed, or what anyone thought of me in a bathing suit (okay, I cared a little about that one, but it didn’t stop me from getting in the pool!).
I lost 5 pounds that week.
I took care of my parents’ house and pets while they were on vacation for 3 weeks. I watered their tomato plants and flowers, and nothing died! That’s a pretty big deal for me and my black thumb.
I decided to start the process of deciding if I should buy a house or not and went to a First Time homebuyers’ seminar all by myself. I found out I can afford to buy a shack in this town, or save more money. I decided to save more money by not going to Fitbloggin this year, which was actually a really good excuse, because I didn’t want to tell anyone that I was considering not going anyway because I’m disappointed I haven’t really lost any weight in the last 7 months. I turned down a friggin’awesome roommate possibility, and tweeted that I wasn’t going anymore and my ticket was for sale. Done.
Now it’s August, and Fall is fast approaching (my favorite time of year!). It’s always the season where I feel compelled to change something, or everything. This usually involves me deciding to move to Seattle. Then I remember it’s more expensive than Portland and I can just drive up there to visit whenever I want. C’est la vie.
I only mention Fall, because I feel like I got a head start this year by taking July ‘off’. Probably the best non-decision ever.
I feel rested. I feel good. I feel like I got my head on straight and figured some things out. I feel like I know where I’m going and how I’m going to get there. I feel like I have some opinions about some things, and they’re the only ones that matter to me now. That doesn’t mean I won’t listen to others; it just means I’ve learned to put more weight on my own beliefs.
I feel refreshed.
I have regrouped.
I am ready to start again.
Oh… and Fitbloggin? Yesterday I was writing out a list of all the fantastic reasons why someone should buy my ticket from me and attend in my place, and I suddenly realized that I still wanted to go, no matter what, and I would be really REALLY sad that I gave it all up!
So I crossed my fingers and contacted AwesomeRoommateKate, and there was still room for me! Then I booked a flight, using my airline miles, and paid $10 for a cross-country round-trip flight! Then I tweeted that I was coming to Fitbloggin’12 after all, and my heart was happy.