Is your life on track?

You know how sometimes you read something, and it actually makes you think... even days later? That's how this was for me.

I like plans, and planning, and setting goals, and feeling like I'm making progress.

So, to me, it makes perfect sense to take a look at my life, really take a long-term look, and see if it's taking me where I want to go. Would I be perfectly happy with the choices I'm making and the direction in which I'm heading? What changes would I make if I were able to truly look at the big picture? What things am I unwilling to give up or unwilling to try based on my own short-sightedness... even though my long-term plan should/shouldn't include them? How many questions can I ask in one paragraph?

Anyway, I like the idea of stopping every once in a while to evaluate where my life is taking me and reevaluating where I am now based on where I want to be when I'm 80 years old.

Ski Progress

Something I've learned about myself - when I'm feeling motivated, I need to GO with it, because it's not always going to stick around :)

I didn't grow up skiing... in OK, it's not really an option. And even when I moved out to Utah, I only tried snowboarding (twice, to be exact, and broken bones kept me from wanting to try that again). So when I married my husband, a life-long skier, it seemed like time to get back in the saddle. Of a different horse. You know, skiing instead of snowboarding. Which, turns out, I like way better anyway.

So this season was my second. And, you know me, I love setting goals. My husband suggested that I set a goal to hit a Black Diamond run by the end of the season. To which I promptly was like, "no way, how about I set a goal to be able to do any Blue on the mountain?" So that was the goal.

On our last day of the Blues-for-days season, the snow was awful and slushy... which was one of the motivating factors in wanting to finally try my first Black. Kip suggested it, and I immediately dismissed the idea... but it didn't leave my brain... and I decided, finally, to give in.

Funny thing about that run. It wasn't even hard. Once I got over the mental hurdle of knowing how much harder it was SUPPOSED to be, I actually just enjoyed it and it really wasn't any different from lots of other runs. Except how excited I was when I met Kip at the bottom :)

I think progress is like that sometimes. Mostly it's slow and steady, baby steps up the ladder... but sometimes it's a surge of "I can do this!" that motivates us to jump :)

Not that I ever want to jump like my husband. But whatever.

40 Days of Yoga

Alright internet, I've registered for a 40 day yoga program (register for free here) that you do from home, and it starts on Monday. I'm committed, guys.

I don't think I buy into the idea that I'll come out of this a renewed spiritual being, but I am excited for the chance to form new habits, explore a physical outlet that's always interested me, and see what kind of progress I can make.

Basically, for this digital 40 day program, they send you the yoga sessions, daily emails with tips and inspiration, and guided meditation sessions. As the "textbook," you read this book (which I've already downloaded to my kindle and have gotten a couple chapters into) and follow the program as outlined.

Seems pretty simple, right? I already have my yoga mat, block, and willing attitude... so let's hope this makes all my wildest dreams come true :)

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