There's just something about the first day of a new year. Clean slate. Anything's possible. So much promise stretching out in front of me--365 days of promise.
Promise. Potential. Possibilities.
To get me started, I created my profile for my ride with Bike the US for MS this summer. I signed up to do the Indiana/Illinois segment of the Northern Tier, and I'm already excited about getting all my gear together for the ride. Because I'm only doing a segment, seven or eight days of cycling, I'm considering going as minimalist as possible. Instead of using my tent, I might invest in a hammock. If I do this, I won't need a sleeping bag. I'm sure with a little more thought, other areas can be pared down to just the essentials. I'd like to travel light, lighter than I ever have.
I also began a new read, A Moveable Feast: Ten Millennia of Food Globalization. I had picked this book up at a used book store in Lincoln, NE while at a conference, mostly because I had just finished Hemingway's A Moveable Feast and I thought it very interesting I stumbled upon another book with the same title. Just thinking about Hemingway's A Moveable Feast makes me want to revisit it. Will my new read make me feel the same way after I turn the last page?
The final touches of the first day of 2013 were finishing up putting decorations away, cleaning out another kitchen cabinet (all three of my guys were horrified to see the bare shelves: "Where'd all the food go that was up here?"), and getting back to healthful eating. I actually did really well with not overindulging or eating unhealthy foods during the holidays. I had a Christmas cookie here and there, but I made sure I focused on eating healthfully 80% of the time. The day after Christmas, after not eating grains/bread for a month and a half, I ate a a PB&J sandwich as well as a large piece of pizza from a deep dish pizza (hands down the best pizza in town). The results from eating these delicious wonders of modern life were feeling heavy followed by tossing and turning all night. I've come to love sleeping soundly every night, so the chances of eating bread or pizza again soon are very unlikely. (Insert bottom lip stuck out and sad puppy dog eyes here.)
All in all, day one of 2013 was exactly what I'd hoped it would be. Here's hoping your day one of the new year was exactly what you wanted. Happy New Year!