2017: Do the hard things, and then go find a beach
At the beginning of the year, I set my intention to “do the hard things and then find a beach”.
I didn’t actually mean MOVE to the beach, but it turns out that I now live 500 steps from the ocean. That worked out well for me…
I had no idea what was in store for me in 2017 (does anyone?). I was in the midst of some crazy Asia travel and really only had a vague sense that I would at least go to San Diego for work at some point. I mostly meant my intention as do hard things and then “find some space to recover and have fun”.
The “do the hard things” definitely played itself out on the work front. It took us until mid-October to finally ship, despite my best efforts in writing “SHIP!” every.single.month in the monthly goals section of my planner. (I believed it every month too, except for March. That was a particularly hard one.)
I learned the hard way that my body had enough of “all the hard things” after a very painful stomach issue happened twice in 4 months. The formerly “hard thing” of giving up gluten (beer :( ) and then dairy (cheese :( ) turned out to be an easy thing when I discovered how bad they make me feel.
On a more personal front, it was May or June when I really committed to the hardest thing of all. I started finally handing it all over to God. I was sick and tired of trying to hold on to everything. The most interesting thing is that since then, every person who’s close to me has said how much lighter I seem. (I did lose 10 pounds, but that’s not what they meant). It is really hard to not feel compelled to worry about timing or time passing. I still do, but every night I kneel at my bedside and give it up. It helps.
Besides relocating, I “found the beach” in other ways too. I found a workout community (gym and triathlon/running crazies) that I click with, moved into a neighborhood with real neighbors, and made new friends for whom I’m extremely grateful. It feels so good to be connected to where I live again for the first time since San Antonio.
As the year went on, I stopped making my intention a “then” statement. It started to become, “do the hard things and find a beach”. After China, even though I was working just as much, I was able to find some space in the in-between moments. I saw sunsets every weekend night that I could. Every once in a while, I left work to go for a run at night. I even took weekend trips (Boston and Denver, finally!). I can’t say I am not burnt out right now, but looking back, it has helped so much that I made time to sleep, exercise, connect, and jump in the ocean. And for that, I'm am extremely grateful.
How was your year? I’d love to hear about it! Send me an email, text, or DM on social to tell me about it.
Be back soon with what I have in mind for 2018!