Showing posts with label new year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new year. Show all posts

Saturday, January 25, 2020

in the year 2020...


One day in May 2012 I woke up and went for a 3.1 mile run.  The next day I woke up and did it again.  After a few days in a row, I decided I was going to run a 5K every day and see how long I could do it.  6 years and 2 months later I only stopped running after a surgeon cut me open and made me promise I’d take a 6 week break from running.  The day I was released back into the wild, I drove home from the surgeon’s office, put on my running shorts, and ran the 3.1 miles. 

When I decide I’m going to do something, it’s not easy to change my mind.  You could say I’m goal oriented or maybe it’s willpower.  I could easily argue that neither of those is true.  What you see from over there is often very different from what is actually true in here (in my ridiculous head).  Go ahead and put a doughnut in front of me and ask me about willpower. 

Today I’m close to 1 ½ years into my new 5K everyday running streak.  It’s become such an expected thing in my daily routine that from over there where you are, it may seem like running is easy for me.  That maybe I just hop out of bed every morning super excited about going outside in the 5:00 am pitch darkness to run 3.1 miles in the pouring rain while praying I don’t get sprayed by a skunk.  Over here on the inside, the truth is that many days I wake up and don’t want to run.  It’s going to be cold or muddy.  There are dangerous wild animals out there. It’s going to hurt.  My bed is warm and cozy.  The point is, you’re not alone in having those discouraging voices making you feel like it’s too hard to do something.  Every day I have to make myself get up and go out to run.

my running trail view

I mention this during the first week of the new year because I have some things I want to do this year.  They’re not resolutions or even good goals, but they are things I want to strive to accomplish this year.  I’ve decided to share them with you in an attempt to be open and honest about the struggles involved in trying to be a better human.  If you see the struggle and realize that my brain’s arguments about why I should not run are similar to your brain’s arguments about why you shouldn’t run, then maybe there’s room for you to be motivated or inspired.  I mean, I don’t take the time to share running posts on here or on Instagram just so you can know I ran.  Nobody cares.  The point is to show you that you can run too.  To hopefully inspire someone to take a step toward a healthier life.  So let’s have a look at that list. 


-exercise every day
-practice gratitude
-sketch/write in my sketchbook every day
-eat better
-get in exhibits
-read every day
-choose positivity


Exercise every day. 
Of course I plan to continue running every day.  Running is so good for every part of your body, especially your brain.  Mental health, emotional health, and physical health all benefit from regular running.  I’ve discovered that for me, it’s also a good idea to include other exercise into my weekly routine.  I did T25 workouts with Sean T for a couple of years before stumbling across something called PIYO, a combination of pilates and yoga.  It really helped me with stretching and strengthening my ankles, knees, back and abs.  I drive a lot, and I spend a lot of time hunched over a drawing table or a welding table, so PIYO has significantly reduced the number of back aches and spasms. While this is already a part of my week, I got pretty slack about doing PIYO during the fall semester.  I need to get back on the wagon because I know I will feel much better physically.

Practice gratitude. 
This is another thing I was able to incorporate into my daily routine last year.  It helped me so much.  I’ve read countless books, articles, and quotes about how to have a happy and fulfilled life, and every single one advises that you practice daily gratitude.  I’ve got this down to a quick and painless activity. I jot down more than 10 things I’m grateful for while I enjoy my morning coffee.  Coffee almost always makes the list of course. I want to continue that practice and give it even more careful consideration this year.

Sketch/write in my sketchbook every day.
I love to sketch and doodle, so you might think this would be a breeze. But on the busiest of days it seems the last thing I have time to do is to stop, sit, and be quiet with my sketchbook for a few minutes.  I’ve made an effort lately to do this every day, but it’s definitely not a daily habit yet.  Sketching is such a powerful way to record ideas. Writing about the day helps me to process and remember important information.  I want to do a much better job with that this year.

Eat better. 
Some of you are laughing right now.  I know, I deserve that.  I eat a LOT of sweets. At this moment I have 7 different types of sweets sitting on my kitchen counter in the “DO NOT TOUCH MY STUFF OR YOU WILL SUFFER” area.  I also have a large bin in the pantry filled to the brim with chocolates and candy bars.  (I may also have no less than 3 assorted chocolate boxes and a couple of 2 pound canisters of chocolate covered almonds in the pantry.) For breakfast I’ve been enjoying Cinnamon Frosted Flakes with my truly decadent morning mocha. That or waffles. If you know me at all you know about all the waffles; my blood type is maple syrup.  But over the last couple of years I’ve started eating vegetables.  I use the word “started” because before that, I ate zero vegetables.  None.  A couple of years ago I gave up soft drinks and then sweet tea. Now, besides my coffee, I only drink water.  I try to avoid fried foods if possible, and in the last year I’ve made a conscious effort to try things I never would have tried before.  Like brussels sprouts.  Who would have thought I’d like those?  Yet somehow I do. I’ve noticed that what I eat is directly tied to how I feel.  I can feel all that ice cream I eat the next morning when I run.  If I eat poorly, I feel sluggish and yucky.  When I eat well, I feel good.  I guess you don’t have to be very smart to figure out that eating better is better for you.  So this year I’m going to refuse more doughnuts and try to lower my intake of sweets while opting for healthier choices. 

Get in exhibits. 
I know this is a terribly stated goal, but you’ll just have to get over it.  As a practicing studio artist, I need to be participating in exhibits each year.  It’s important for many reasons and actually a requirement of my job.  Galleries don’t exactly come to your studio door asking for you to send them your work, so there’s a lot of personal responsibility tied to this one.  I first have to get off my butt and make new drawings and sculptures throughout the year.  Then I have to send my images and information out to people either asking for exhibits through proposals or by entering juried exhibits around the country.  I don’t have a lot of control over people saying yes, but I can play the numbers and just enter shows frequently. 

the academic bookshelf

Read every day.
I keep a book by my bed. While I don’t open it every night, I do make progress through the book each month.  Some nights I barely make it through a page before nodding off.  I’ve been reading books with school and others for fun, which has led to some interesting thoughts and conversations.  Many of the benefits of running are similar to those of reading.  Reading is something I need more of.  Right now, our family is reading through the Bible. We are reading the whole Bible in a year, which requires that we read a chunk of words every day.  Hopefully between that, school readings, and fun books, I’ll be able to read at least a little every day.

Choose positivity.
Negative information streams to us in many ways from global and personal sources.  Just keeping up with current events to stay informed can leave us all feeling a bit overwhelmed at times.  I think it’s a good idea to decide for ourselves what we allow to enter our brains.  If TV news or the feed on the screen you’re holding leaves you feeling hopeless and in despair, maybe it would be a good idea to set some limits on your level of interaction with that media.  If interactions with friends or family members consistently leave you feeling bad about yourself, maybe set some limits on those interactions as well.  When you have a choice, maybe choose to engage with information that will leave you more positive. Garbage in, garbage out, right?  I mean, if the food I eat affects how I feel, surely the influences and input I allow into my life will have a similar impact on my emotional and mental health.  So guarding what goes in is one part.  The other part may even be more difficult and even more important. Guarding what goes out.  In any given situation, I may have no control over what is happening to me, but I can still maintain control over my response to it.  When a negative situation arises, I can choose to call people names and yell and curse, or I can choose positivity.  I’ll admit that sometimes it doesn’t feel like it’s a choice, but more of a reflex.  However, it is a choice.  I can choose to show love and compassion to those who offend me.  I can choose to look at the bright side of a situation.  I can choose to be positive and hopeful and in doing so, I can make my life better.  This is a daily struggle because what I want to do is fall into self-pity and anger and stomp around like a child.
wisdom stolen from the internet


None of these will be easy to keep this year.  All of them provide significant challenges and struggles of their own.  I know I will stumble, fall, and fall again.  I will also succeed.  I’ll succeed by getting up, brushing myself off and moving forward again.  And hopefully I’ll actually reach many of these goals and better my life too.  As I fall and as I succeed, I will also share the experiences with you.  I hope to check in a few times this year and give you an update on where I am with each goal.  Maybe you have some goals, resolutions, or changes you want to make this year.  Feel free to share those with me, and let me know how you do.  I can promise you we’ll both be struggling together.

Friday, January 9, 2015

the end of the long weekend

Merry Christmas Break Part 2

The time between graduation and Christmas moves quickly.  Kind of like a Friday and Saturday of a long weekend.  The days after Christmas slow down a little, sort of like Sunday afternoon when you realize you don't have to go to work the next day.  Or maybe not.  Either way, here's the rest of Christmas break:

 I've been entertaining Blue and Violet for the past couple of weeks.  Even after they were given a truckload of toys and noise making things as gifts, they jumped at the suggestion of going hiking.  The weather people conspired to give us cold rain almost every day of their school vacation...I'm guessing that's why they were so eager to get out of the house.


 We explored Paris Mountain State Park on a day when the forecast was for a cold rain.  The weather people lied and the sun even came out for a bit.


 Zeke was also happy to be hiking again.  He also likes being close to the kids when they are eating.


 Blue and Violet by the old pump house.


 G surprised us with a last minute chance to get out of town for New Years Eve.  An early departure meant an early run which featured a nice sunrise for the last day of the year.


 G's New Year's Eve request was lunch at her favorite place in Charleston, The Kickin' Chicken.


 We've deprived the kids by not taking them with us to Charleston often enough.  We tried to give them history lessons, but we mostly told them about pirates being hung from trees.


 But we showed them the things you're supposed to see in Charleston.


 And Blue is either impersonating Nixon or giving rabbit ears.


 And we got to go to the Moon Pie store to get some more Moon Pie coffee.  


 The first run of the new year was across the Cooper River bridge.  Brother Daniel and I did the bridge run and few years ago but this was the first time I ran it using the pedestrian lane on the edge.  There were two metal sculptures there to honor the old steel bridge.


 It was a beautiful run.


 We toured the USS Yorktown.


 Blue got to fly a jet.


 Then Violet had to give it a try.


 We climbed down through the submarine too.


 G thought it would be a good time to let Blue start driving.


 Didn't turn out so great.


 This whole trip was fun but New Year's Day was really goofy.  We spent the morning doing the Yorktown stuff and then thought it would be cool to drive out to Sullivan's Island for lunch and then to hang out on the beach.  When we crossed over to the island we thought it was strangely crowded with cars.  And then people.  And then people in very odd costumes.  It got weird quick.  It was too late to turn around and all we could do was go with the flow of traffic.  The island was packed for the Polar Bear Plunge and the apparent day of drinking that followed.  We moved away from the crowd and explored Fort Moultre.


 We eventually escaped and watched dolphins while we ate seafood.  For dessert we tried our luck at the Isle of Palms and found this awesome sunset.


 Blue was itching to run on the bridge.  The next morning after my run I grabbed him and we did a short second run.  He loved it.


 On the way back home we stopped at the Columbia Museum of Art to see the Norman Rockwell exhibit.  This one was my favorite.


 It was great to see the large oil paintings and to see how his work changed over his career. 


 Violet recognized the Nativity paintings from the permanent collection and sat down to draw her own masterpiece.  She was sure to color Mary blue just like Art History says she should be.  


 G took this cool photo on Sullivan's Island.  Pretend you saw it up there in the correct order.



 If you ask me, the Charleston trip was part of my week long birthday celebration.  The night before my birthday G took me to Tupelo Honey Cafe where we made idiots of ourselves but had really great food.


 And then to include everyone, on my actual birthday we went to Five Guys so the kids could talk about how old I was.


 And then it got freakishly cold.


Now the dogs are sick of me being on their turf all day.  They sat me down yesterday and asked me to go back to work.  Semester starts Monday!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

and the rest of the break

Between the day after Christmas and whenever I have to go back to school, there's this glorious time.  All the Christmas running around is finished and there are days of sleeping later and having very few plans.  Blue is usually home with me and he's excited about putting all those Christmas Legos together. 

This year it looked like G was going to have to work all week but as it happened, she ended up with most of the week off.  This meant lots of sleeping in and kids staying in pajamas all day.  The day she had to work I let the kids play for a while and then I moved them outside for a walk in the woods.

They love to walk around and explore.  It rained a good bit and the promise of getting to walk through creeks and jump in mud was good enough to get them in the fresh air for a long time.

 We do most of our woods walking after January 1.  This way we're much less likely to get mistaken for a deer.


We are not really a family of New Year's Eve revelers.  We've done a few of the Avett Brothers NYE shows but what we really seem to enjoy is not being around a lot of people.  Being in our underwear is always a nice plus as well.  Most public places frown on that sort of thing so we stick pretty close to the living room.  This year we had dinner plans with my baptist friend Ali and her fiance.  You may remember Ali from earlier photos and stories.  She's in grad school now and she up and met the man of her dreams and plans to get hitched in the spring.  This was our first time meeting him.  He's Chris, though my baptist friend seems to call him "Stigall" a good bit.  That's his last name.

Y'all may not know that Blue is madly in love with my baptist friend Ali.  At least, as in love as a 7 year old can be.  Luckily he approved of Chris and seemed to like him a lot.  So that went well.  We all liked Chris.  He seems to be a good guy.  After dinner we headed back to the plantation and decided to celebrate the end of the year our own way.  We loaded up some guns and made a little noise outside.  Theirs was a BB gun.  They only let me shoot mine once because they said it was too loud.


That week always has a bonus holiday for us...my birthday.  The early January birthday is great.  For the past couple of years I've declared it a family holiday and I've forced the family to go with me on some kind of hiking adventure.  This year it was frigid all day and after hearing the forecast, we decided to go for an easy hike at Pearson's Falls.  I thought the well below freezing temperatures would make for some cool photos.  After driving all the way up to the entrance, we found that they were closed for the entire month of January.  Great.  But Google quickly had us on the trail of Little Bradley Falls just up the road a bit.  

 We met a very kind stranger with a camera and tripod who gave us some tips to keep the kids safe.  This trail is not a state maintained trail so there are no signs and no forest rangers around.  The advice of a seasoned hiker is taken to heart.  We hiked about 3/4 of the way to the falls but we were thwarted in our attempt to cross the river at the second crossing.  There had been too much rain and the water was too high to cross without getting everyone's feet wet.  And wet feet when the temperature is well below freezing is not a good idea.  So we ate our lunch in a pretty spot and turned around.


 The shortened hike gave us time to drive into Saluda and get some great glass bottled drinks at the old mom and pop store.  


 That night G used my mom's famous big cookie recipe to make a big birthday cookie.  She even made the icing.  It was delicious.


 Then I washed the cookie down with a spectacular slice of mom's butternut cake.