I am living in a beautiful condo with one of my best friends.
I had an incredibly full summer – I worked
every day – but I thrive on being busy, and I really enjoyed myself. Having so many commitments made me really
thankful for quite time with my fiancé, and made me really focus on eating well
and exercise. I took up running in the
summer, and I am still trying to practice, in order to run a half marathon in
May. I haven’t ran a lot recently,
simply because I struggle to motivate myself past the anxiety of it all, but I
have been going to the gym regularly, and hopefully that will help me stay on
top of my cardiovascular health.
It’s funny – I’m anxious about going out to run, and then I’m
also anxious about being unprepared for the race. I know the easy thing to do is just “get over
it,” but that’s still pretty hard for me.
I’m working on it. I’m taking
baby steps.
Overall, my life is good.
I have concerns, I have fears, I have a lot of things I worry about, but
most of them are about other people. I sometimes
wish I could impose my thoughts and beliefs and values on other people – life would
be so much easier! – but I’m starting to learn that’s not how life works. I hate that.
I hate that people can make terrible choices and smoke and do drugs and
have reckless sex, and I can’t do anything about it! I hate that people lie, cheat, and steal,
even though I know those things are fundamentally wrong. I hate all of that, and I imagine I won’t “get
over it” any time soon. Sometimes I am
frustrated by the world. These past few
weeks, I have been very frustrated by the amount of stupidity in the world, but
I’m trying to look on the bright side.
