7 things about 2018:  Stepping away from the scale, blocking the trolls and showing up to sweat

 

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Heading to the finish line of 2018 like a Mother Runner.

In a world where it seems like a lot of things suck, I’ve decided to end one year and start another by focusing on a handful of things from the past 12 months that don’t suck.

I tried some new things in 2018. Actually, when I look back at 2018 – and my deep, deep affinity for routine – I’m a little surprised by the number of out-of-my-comfort-zone things I did, including:

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  • driving a really long way. Instead of me relying on my I-really-like-driving husband, I got behind the wheel this summer and drove myself – and my son – from Green Bay, Wisconsin, to the shores of Lake Erie in Ohio. While this might not seem like biggest deal in the world, it was quite an accomplishment for me.

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  • showing up to workout after workout (hat tip to Des Linden for the best mantra ever) so that I could end the year with 1,338 running miles and … new to this year’s mileage collection: biked miles! I’ve used my new Peloton bike since I got it at the end of November (follow me on the Leaderboard at #Amy__Bae), making it a big reason I ended 2018 with 671 miles biked.

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  • taking my own advice and caring less about the number on the scale. Up until a few months ago, I stepped on the scale every single morning. Every. Single. One. And most mornings, it made me feel bad (even after a 40-50 minute workout). It took some time, but I stopped. I haven’t been on the scale for weeks and I couldn’t tell you what I weigh right now, but I can tell you – probably for the first time since middle school – that I don’t care about that number.

 

  • listening to the advice of wise mother runner Lauren Fleshman who told the group at Big Bird Camp: “It’s a privilege to follow someone’s life story.” Turns out that blocking trolls is good for the soul. Weird.

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At the end of 2017, I wrote about setting goals while being flexible, which was especially important at the time because we had just added a dog to our house. At the end of this year, I can honestly say that I worked hard on the flexible part. And yes, I say “work” because it takes effort to give yourself some space and a little grace.

And at the end this year, of course, I’m thinking about the year ahead. I recently heard about the idea of assigning a word to the year ahead. It can be a goal, a project, an effort.

My word for 2019? “Purpose.” I want the things I do, the motion of my body, the words I say, I want them all to mean something. Sometimes that means speaking up and other times it means being quiet.

So, here’s to an open road ahead and year full of purpose.

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