So Anyway, February Chose Violence

One of my 52 in 52 goals this year is to earn an iFit badge every month, either on my treadmill or my indoor bike.

January felt very achievable.

And then February hit.

Bloody hell.

Last month was six sessions on the bike and eight on the treadmill. Easily doable. I knocked them over in a couple of weeks by alternating workouts, throwing in rest days, and sometimes just counting a dog walk as enough for the day.

Not February.

February iFit Challenge

The February challenge is called “Beat the Clock”.

You have the month of February to complete 150 minutes of activity each week. That’s five workouts per week, already curated for you and waiting in the Challenge

-ifit.com

My goal was one badge a month, with a stretch goal of earning both.…

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A Big Week, a Full Heart, and a Very Tired Monday

It’s Monday morning, and right now I should be finishing up a workout, or walking the dog.

Instead, I’m still in my workout clothes, eyes blurry, motivation nowhere to be found. I feel like I could sleep for days.

I’m recovering from a massive week.

Work trip

The reason for all this exhaustion? A big work trip away.

Last week I flew to Adelaide for a work trip. With a large portion of the company working from home, it means that it’s pretty rare that we get together in person. I’m lucky that some of my workmates live within a couple of hours, and this year we’ve vowed to try and catch up in person more. But for the rest of us, it’s a once-a-year opportunity.…

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I forgot about my everyday

Earlier this week I wrote about the loss of personal blogs, and how hard they’ve become to find. I mentioned how much I love reading about the everyday lives of others — just the mundane stuff.

And that’s when it clicked that I don’t even write about the mundane anymore.

Somewhere along the way, I started putting pressure on myself to make every post feel monumental. Super polished. Walk away, come back another day, edit it again until it’s “right”. It’s no wonder I slowly drifted away from blogging last year.

If I’m trying to teach myself to embrace imperfection, why wouldn’t that extend to my blog too?

Why can’t I write an everyday post (likely full of errors) that’s fun to write and hopefully fun to read?…

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Where did all the personal blogs go?

Does anyone remember the “good ol’ days” of personal blogs? Reading about the random things going on in people’s lives, what their family has been up to, trips they’ve taken etc. Where have they gone?! I miss them!

I suppose you could say that social media replaced all that, and the microbloging stuff. But it’s such a terrible replacement.

This year my goal is to try and cut back on social media. Last year I replaced doomscrolling at night with reading, I turned off all my notifications (except messenger), and this year I’ve created a rule that I can’t read social media in bed. Is it quieter? Calmer? Boring in a good way? Do nights feel longer?

Honestly, I haven’t really missed it that much.…

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Celebrating Progress

Every morning, I open my journal and choose a sticker to either represent the day ahead or spark a reflection. Today’s sticker came with a prompt about celebrating progress, and it felt like the perfect inspiration for this post.

Take a moment to revel in and celebrate the progress you’ve made towards your goals. What are you most proud of?

The background

If you’re familiar with me, or my former blog, Kelly’s World, you’ll know that my weight has always been on my mind one way or another. I hate that it’s consumed so much of my life, and while I’ve played a role in that, it’s also simply been part of my reality. I’ve been heavy, I’ve been healthy, and I’ve been diagnosed with an eating disorder.…

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