Like a lot of people in the blogging community, I wrote a ‘2015 Goals‘ blog post. It’s a positive, cathartic way to start the year but I expected to look back now without much having really changed. But reading back some of the things I wrote almost a year ago now, it’s like I had a weird sense of what was coming…
“It’s going to be a year of change and while the prospect of the unknown is scary, I’m determined to be focused on making myself the happiest that I can be.”
While I’ve had some of my lowest moments in 2015, these downs helped to make the following months some of the happiest of my life.
When heartbreak came, I was devastated. More completely than I ever could have imagined hurting. But looking back at my entry from January 3rd 2015, maybe…just maybe…I knew deep down that things weren’t right in how I was living my life:
“The worst thing that I can imagine would be looking back on my life, wishing to get back that wasted time where I wasn’t fully loved, happy or fulfilled: settling for being loved halfheartedly isn’t something I’m willing to do.”
My two aspirations for the year were predictable but well thought out. Firstly, “make my body happy“. For the first five months of the year, this was a priority of mine and at one point, I was going to super fun classes at the gym four times a week. I’d wake up on a Saturday and choose to do a 9.30am Metafit class. I know, I can’t believe it either. However, when shit hit the fan and my routine got completely thrown out of whack, I totally lost all the progress I’d made. Finishing the year back at where I started is disappointing but knowing that I can do it renews my enthusiasm for getting back into that healthy routine.
My second goal for the year was “Be confident in myself and my hopes for the future”. Probably the most important thing that you can do for your confidence is believe in yourself. And, in the end, being knocked down was the thing that made me realise that I can do so much more than I believed. Say whaaaaat!
Something unexpected that came out of this year was travel. I saw nine new countries and gave myself a travel goal to hit before I turn 25. Amazing memories and friends in distant places are something I’ll take from this year that I never imagined.
I ended my 2015 goals blog post with these words:
“I’m sincerely hoping that I will bring in 2016 as a more rounded, confident individual.”
And amazingly this, my most important resolution of the year, actually came true. Now, let’s tackle 2016…
What were your plans for 2015? And did you get there?