The Year of Awesome

So. I already wrote a New Year's post. But then I went and got a little crazy and actually wrote some real goals. Honest to goodness. I'm not going to write all of them here, because heaven help us if I had to have people ask how I'm doing. Accountability never helped anyone do anything. But here's a couple. Because I have dubbed this year the year of awesome. I decided I am too young to be lame and I could do a lot of cool things if I wanted to, and suddenly I want to. So I will.

First, I am going to run a half marathon.

Yeah, that's right. A half marathon.

I'm feeling a little crazy.

As evidenced by all the spacing.
But no more spacing. I've run a couple 5k races, very very slowly, and I was feeling good. I had goals. Goals to run a 5k faster than a 3 year old. But then my sister got all crazy and said "Come run a half marathon!" And I said "Hey, why not, I am young and not lame and this is the year of awesome!" And now I'm trying to figure out how to do that, since I'm not sure I've ever gone over 13 miles straight on my own power in less than 12 hours. But it'll be fun, I won a jogging stroller, so that's not helping since I have 4 children. More helpful is the treadmill I scored on KSL for 30 bucks, That's right, 30 bucks. I would put in more spaces but I think I used them all on the half marathon. It at least lets me pretend to run without getting a babysitter.

Oh, but wait, there's more. I'm going to learn to play the piano. Because after 28 years I decided it would be cool if I could play the piano. Not that I'm taking lessons or anything, that would be ambitious. But Jessie bought me a bunch of piano books for Christmas and so once a day I sit and pretend to plunk out some stuff and I'm getting close to stringing together entire songs from easy piano books with one note in the bass clef. The children are impressed. Someday I aspire to accompany my children at FHE. If we ever sing songs at FHE instead of holding great speeches during pro wrestling matches.

Also, I am going to get my ears pierced. We're going all crazy for the year of awesome. My niece is getting hers pierced for her birthday and I thought, I'm young and cool and can pretend I'm not afraid to get my ears pierced. Maybe people don't do that after they become adults but I'm not people.

And I'm going to Disneyland. Because that's pretty much a required goal for the year of awesome. And the beach. Mostly because we've never taken the kids anywhere, except Idaho Falls and Vegas once, and thought maybe we'd try to buy their love and affection.

Well, there's more but they're a a lot more mundane and I figure that's quite enough accountability to be throwing out there. Just remember, if you're working on your own goals, that it is the year of awesome, and you too, are young, not lame, and cool. Unless you're old and lame and dorky, in which case I'm sorry. I'll try not to let too much awesome spill into your gloom. Happy goal seeking!