I’m blown away by this, truly. I swear, the kids got out of school last week. And what have I done with my summer?
Okay, that’s not totally true. I mean, I’ve kept up with walking with the girls a few nights a week. I’ve done a couple 5Ks. I’ve made a few new healthy recipes. But overall…
… there’s been a consistent theme of slack.
Maybe that’s summer mentality, harkening back to childhood when summer meant weeks of doing nothing, all strung together, in perfect lazy succession.
Maybe it’s that it’s hot, and running in the heat… well, it sucks.
Maybe it’s that sticking to any one thing for a duration of more than six months is difficult for me.
Maybe it’s all of these things, but the end result is decidedly this.
So now it’s August, and while it has been a good summer in many ways, I didn’t get what I wanted out of it.
(I did get out of it what I put into it, so there’s that).
BUT, summer isn’t over. Technically, it’s not over until mid September, but that is a lame way of tracking seasons because as far as I’m concerned, summer is over at 11:59 on Labor Day. The next day officially starts the ‘school year’, and thus summer ceases.
I’m always sad, too, even though summer is my least favorite season. I hate humidity, I am the furthest thing from a sun worshiper and I love Fall so much, I can never wait for it to get here.
Seriously, I am so ready for this, I can taste it. For the record, it tastes like pumpkin.
And I’ve got a great fall ahead of me. I’ve got more 5Ks scheduled (including the superhero run at the end of October, for which some of my best girls are coming to stay the weekend with me!). My modified work schedule starts, which means getting home earlier and being able to eat dinner at a reasonable hour. My single favorite holiday is coming, Thanksgiving, which means a house full of food and people. Kay starts high school soccer and Jonah starts afterschool day care and my life is just changing, in so many good ways.
It’s almost here!
But until then, I want to try and make this last month count. I want to end the summer better than I started it. So, I’m setting some goals. I’m putting them in the form of a list, which as many of you know (my bffl is laughing at me right now), I love. So here goes.
Goals for August
1. Tracking. Every day (except yesterday because I already flaked). I know that this is a key to success for me, so every day for the rest of the month, I’m tracking my food and exercise.
2. Push myself. This is what I have not been doing, at all. While I still walk, I do the minimum. And when I was feeling really amazing last spring, I was pushing myself and surprising myself with what I could do.
3. Cook. The hottest days are behind us here in New England, so no more nights of take out. I like cooking, and I’ll be mourning the loss of summer vegetables soon, so while they are still in season, I’m going to get back in my kitchen. Plus, homemade, unprocessed food is my happy place. Little Debbie just deludes me into thinking it’s my happy place with it’s chemical-y badness.
4. Gym. I have a membership. A rather expensive one, at that. With air conditioning. Which sort of does away with my ‘I can’t work out because it’s hot’ bullshit. So, I’m going to go there, and for more than just laying by the outdoor pool. I’ve got the Diva Dash to train for in just over a month, so it’s time to get on that.
5. Family activities. We’ve got a week’s vacation coming up, and while it’s looking more and more like it’s going to be a staycation this year, there are still plenty of fun, active things we can do right here. Hiking, walking, swimming, etc. This is what summer is all about.
6. 100 miles. I set a goal on June 1st of walking/running 100 miles over the summer. I’m a little under half, and if I pick it up, I can still make it.
And in a month, I hope to be in a better place physically than I am today. If that means one pound less or ten, that’s fine. If it means being ready to run Diva Dash instead of walking, great. If it just means that I’m ready to usher in a fall that continues the trend toward better health, instead of welcoming in bulky sweaters and all the manner of sins they hide, that’s more than enough.
What’s your favorite season?