Welcome to 2018!
2017 was a bit of a mud-run for me. Dirty, hard, sweaty but rewarding. It kept me on my toes with multiple injuries and weight gain, and it taught me a lot. It taught me important things like:
When to let go (both figuratively and literally). Our choices don't only shape who we are, but they shape our environment and our relationships with people - labels, such as sister, best friend, mother, friend, mean nothing if you are incapable of making the choices that support that "label". In the words of the great Albus Dumbledore "it is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."
It also taught me to moderate my activity and listen to the needs of my body (or else there's HELL TO PAY FOR IT). For so many years I pushed on old injuries, I pushed past pain, trying desperately to prove that I'm not a "quitter", that I'm not "lazy" - but those labels are self-prescribed and totally in my own head. I finally learnt to work with them.
And so I greet 2018 feeling like a wise old woman (I feel extremely old today after legs day!).
I went along to a pole class (which you can find my vivid descriptions of here and here) and I've made a "resolution" (I don't really believe in resolutions : more "goal adjustment") to get more time on the pole, with more warm ups and more shoulder-rotator cuff work.
This is the result so far...
I also couldn't resist a cheeky side-by side to check on progress.....
2018, we're coming for you!
What are your goals for this coming year?