This is going to sound incredibly cliche, but my a-ha moment came on New Year’s Eve. I’ve always been one for inner reflection and there’s no better time to do that as one year comes to a close. And as I started to think about 2012, I realized for the first time in my life I wasn’t content with what it had yielded. I had spent half the year dreaming of “what ifs” and the other half of the year in a job whose commute left me drained/exhausted/cranky. I had also spent the year rejoicing, mourning, and problem solving with my closest friends on their big life events and had neglected myself in the process. No one’s fault but mine and I vowed that night to change it all.
2013 was going to be the Year of Marci…or the Year of Marci and Joe.
And now, halfway through, I’m thrilled to report on the changes that have made all the difference:
Recipes, Restaurants and Recreation, oh my!
I’m a cookbook and recipe horder. (Thanks, Mom!) One look at my Pinterest boards and you’ll quickly see my dilemna: Too much food, too little time. Quick resolution #1: Try new recipes, break in those books on the shelves and give Pinterest a run for its money. This was the easiest change, and maybe the most fun in many ways. We’ve also cut back on going out to eat. Before, we weren’t really monitoring or planning evenings out and now we’re much more intentional with our time, money and calories. And, speaking of calories…it was time to get back to the gym. In Miami I was in the best shape of my life, but one Frank Gehry building, two surgeries and a move to Virginia later, I could no longer even see the Bandwagon from the dust. I’m not a big diet person…they don’t work for me, I don’t like them and I have never wanted anyone telling me what to eat or not eat. Hitting the gym is really the best way to keep things in check and I actually like getting sweaty with strangers. (Wait, that sounds wrong.) I love that I’m back on a schedule, have Joe’s incredible support and am now down 20 pounds since January 1. Slow and steady, baby.
Me Time v. We Time
Part of having a horrible commute (and I’m talking over an hour and a half, one way) is that your time away from work is suddenly very precious. Before I started working, I was able to talk to my friends and family every week for hours–something I’ve always loved–but when that daily trek started in, I had to cut back. I don’t talk to everyone via phone that much during the week and….I love it. I save weekends for the long catch-up sessions I want and need, but have saved those “school nights” to recharge my batteries and give back to myself. It made me feel selfish at first, but I knew it needed to happen and I spend so much more time with Joe and Bella…*bonus*.
All five of you reading this were probably the loyal readers of my former blog, “Marcilicious,” which chronicled life in Mexico, China and a special Project 365 during our engagement and wedding. Then life happened and I let it fall away, but I’ve always missed it. I missed the writing. I missed the photography. Bring me back the things I loved! ….so here we are….on the eve of a new adventure, five months in to an already great year and a new blog to capture all of the crazies along the way. I’m glad you’re here, but mostly I’m glad that I’M here and happy.