To run a 5K (or more) before this pregnancy is over. Not an official race, but I'd like to run that distance at least once this pregnancy. Last pregnancy, I ran an 8K and several 5Ks until I couldn't run anymore. This time around, between the move and being sick and with a longer commute, running fell by the wayside. I miss that feeling of being in shape, of losing yourself in the run, and after a few outdoor runs, remembered how much I love running outside in the cold--the smell of the air, the feeling of gradually warming up, the satisfaction of knowing your clothes really need to be washed at the end, the reward of a hot shower after. I started a gentle training regimen a few weeks ago and hope I'll be doing a run/walk 5K in a few weeks and try to keep that up until I can't anymore.
To finish my novel and maybe even send it off by the time this baby is born. One of the ways I like to procrastinate doing things is by planning out how I'm going to do things: figuring out exactly how many words I need to write per day to finish the novel, how many calories I need to eat per day to get to my goal weight, etc. I just need to get off my butt and do it. It's hard because a.) nobody really cares about this getting done except me b.) I've written just enough novels that I haven't been able to sell to feel close-to-discouraged c.) it just gets harder and harder to find bursts of unbridled creativity as I get older. But I believe in this book idea and I think I need some creative discipline in my life. I may just need to be one of those writers who gets up early and writes because I am not sure when else it's going to happen. I hate thinking that I am going to have to front-load my mornings with both exercise and writing (sleep is good; so is seeing my kid) but if I am diligent with the writing at least that part will be done in six months and then I can just relax once the new baby comes (ha.)
To stay off Facebook and email on the weekends and holidays. I know I work on this every year but I'm only human (and I've come to realize that my phone/computer/Facebook want me to stay addicted to them and are designed that way.) If I can stay free of those applications on the weekends, aside from writing, I'll have more time to do the things I always am sad I don't have enough time to do, like cook and read and exercise. And if I get better at staying off those things during that downtime, maybe I'll stop using them as little "rewards" for every ten minutes of work I do the way I do now (I turned off my phone's email notifications and installed Anti-Social both at home and at work to see if that will back me up.)
