I completely love this time of year. NYE and NY Day are probably two of my favorite days (and it’s definitely one of my favorite holidays – if not my favorite). I love the idea of new starts, chunks of time marked out with a new chunk all ready to go. It’s no secret here that I’m a big fan of resolutions (goals).

2013 was the year of no changes/intentional stress. We made this the plan after a pretty rough 2012. We wanted to take a break, so we made it a priority. Overall, we did very well. Molly is the only real deviation.

(She’s worth it.)

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(Especially now that she seems to be housebroken, though I could do without the taking advantage of the bell whenever the mood strikes to sit outside for a minute.)

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So, 2013:

January

The caption on January 1 at my first 5k (to try to run – it was my time trial for the RunKNOX program): Pouring rain and 30’s and I sat on a couch for 2 weeks, but I’m doing this 5k. I will get out of my car. Eventually.

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I got out of my car and did it, but I had to walk because I couldn’t run but 30 seconds or so at a time. I think I finished in around 45 minutes.

The rest of the month must have been spent in a cold, miserable haze as I forced myself to run in circles around a local HS track. I don’t have many other pictures.

February

We went to San Francisco! It was a fantastic trip, but is super memorable because it’s the very first time I’ve made a strong effort to exercise while traveling (meaning I kept up with my running plan vs. blowing it off).

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We also traveled to West TN because my mom got married.

(I didn’t think much about the fact that I packed black until later. In my defense, it wasn’t a full wedding – just immediate family at her church for a simple ceremony. And yes, my mom is many inches shorter than me. I’m standing awkwardly and slouching in every picture. Bad habit.)

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Also notable in February? I ran a mile (without stopping) for the first time on the 11th.

March

Henry developed his first cataract and I legitimately had some sort of crisis reaction about his age, his health, etc. It was just completely depressing.

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I was still running and gearing up to run the 5k on which I’d focused my training. I was also going to a Body Flow class on a regular basis, though Jon could (and still can) completely show me up without even trying.

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April

Henry developed his second cataract and was nearly completely blind, so we scheduled him for surgery.

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He spent just about the entire month on a crazy med regimen and in a cone.

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I took several of these sorts of pictures for some reason – maybe because I was in the 150’s for the first time?

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I ran a 5k for the first time! I think I finished in about 34 minutes.

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May

I did it again (KTC Expo 5k).

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In addition to going to the Body Flow class regularly, I was also doing the running group’s core class each week.

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We met my mom in Chattanooga for a fun day of touristy stuff.

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Jon’s youngest child graduated from HS.

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We also went hiking, but I only posted one picture (of a lonely grave we found way up on a mountain).

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To be continued because this is taking forever for some reason …

One thing that’s sticking out this morning: most of my memories as I look through pictures from the early part of the year are of discomfort about my body. The wedding with the black dress? I wore a cardigan to cover up … something? The running pictures? SUPER UNCOMFORTABLE. Also, first time I’ve ever worn spandex in public. I remember freaking out the morning of the race over the clothes – NOT the running. The Chattanooga pictures? I wore that billowy white shirt because I was feeling like I wanted to cover up.

I feel sad about this. This is not how I want to live – and I’m not sure where it’s coming from. I think I’ve just become accustomed to it?

I’m thinking that I need to revamp my plan for 2014.

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