I over-prepare. I over-research, over-analysis, and certainly over-pack. I do a lot of "mental" things to get ready for a challenge - whether it be work-related, relationship-related, house project-related, hobby-related... you get the idea.
So, when I originally planned & booked this trip back in early November, I had a plan. I was going to begin working out right away in preparation of this trip, lose 25 lbs before I even got there and this trip would take me to the NEXT level. Then the holidays happened. So, then I was going to begin working out (like a FIEND) as soon as Christmas was over. Epic fail. Ok, as soon as New Years came around. Nope. I adjusted my plan, and each time - work, life, TV, sleep, naps, facebook, re-doing my packing list for the 50th time, online shopping for *stuff* I needed for the trip... everything and anything got in my way of working out. Did I forget to mention that I've been paying for a gym membership the WHOLE time?? *sigh*
Maybe you've heard of couch to 5K? ... yeah, well, it looks like I'm going to do couch to Fitness Ridge! I have managed not to work out AT ALL in months. Well, wait a minute. I said I was going to tell the truth. Ok, I haven't worked out in over a year (and then even a little more than that). So, I'm afraid that physically I may be getting in over my head. I've read SO many blogs, and discussion posts that I "know" I'll be fine. Everything's adjustable, this is a journey that will happen at MY level. I know that. But, that doesn't stop the fear from creeping in every now & then. And, you know what? The best way to combat fear is to shine a light on it. Give it words. Say it publicly. Share it. Get it OUT. So, this is me doing that. FEAR, GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!
One thing is for sure - this trip is most definitely going to get me to the NEXT level, even if my starting point is a little different from where I "planned" on it being.
I saw this quote recently and thought I'd share it:
"Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending." ~Carl BardNext fear. Food. Hello, my name is Danielle and I'm a foodie. Yup, I am. I love food. When I have tons of time, I love cooking, I love sampling, I love all kinds of cuisines. I even like diet foods (just in larger quantities). However, I can also be picky (I'm sure that sentence got a few eye rolls from some people reading this that know me well). I'm willing to try things - hell, I've learned to love sushi! But, when I don't like something, I can't eat it. Not even to be polite. Not even if I'm starving. So, I am concerned about the food that will be there. Not only the tastes & textures, but the amount. Or, more appropriately, the "wanting" more. Oddly, this is one area I've been looking forward to, but tonight, fear crept in.
Fear is a baddie. It likes to lurk in the deep shadows of our hearts & minds. I think if I get to take a kickboxing class, I plan on pretending I'm kicking fear's proverbial a$$.
Yeah, that's my new plan.