Queen of sporadic confidence checking in

January 1, 2014

I’m here to conquer you, New Year. You should know this about me…I’m not, and have never been, deficient in the confidence department.

But I’m a realist too. And, realistically speaking, I know I represent false hope. Because today I am shouting from the mountain top.

Where will I be in 30 days, 6 months, 1 year from today?

I signed up to run my fourth Half Marathon on May 4, which as my Facebook friends should know by now, means they need to decide if they want to unfriend me. I’m going to publicly share how I’ve either met my training goals or failed miserably. Consider yourself forewarned.

I’ve committed to giving up pop for the next 30 days. Or, as I like to call it, my happy juice. I’m in the process of developing coping strategies that don’t involve the beheading of my spouse or getting fired from my job.

I got on the treadmill and logged a very slow and steady 3.5 miles this morning. It felt good. It always does before you allow the soreness to soak in.

I’ve committed to attending a kickboxing class on Friday. I figure I’ll have a lot of pent-up rage from seeing everyone around me drinking pop by then. My imaginary sparring partner won’t stand a chance against me. I’ll actually likely envision the 20-year old version of myself with her flat stomach and ability to eat anything without regret staring back at me. She’s going down.

Finally, I’ve vowed to read more as part of The Empty Shelf Challenge.

Yep, that seems to be enough crap to concentrate on for now.

Good luck to everyone with all your many resolutions. Let’s remember that, at the end of the day, we’re all pretty awesome as is.

New Year. Same ol me.

New Year. Same ol me.

Written by Heidi Woodard

5 responses to Queen of sporadic confidence checking in


    If you do no other thing, give up pop 4keeps. Looking forward to seeing more from you, and ah, f#ck running đŸ™‚


    Good for you! You know I am ready and willing to police your pop intake over the lunch hour. If I see anything bubbly in your cup, I’ll slap it out of your hand. Perhaps bring a change of clothes on days we eat together, in case it gets ugly as the cup flies? I promise if you give it up for a solid 30 days you’ll not miss it and give it up for good. I’m going on almost a year and I don’t crave pop at all anymore. Oh, and super impressed by your treadmill work. So far I’ve put in a slow and steady 3.5 hours on the sofa today. It felt good too.


    I have been watching football players running all day! Does that count? I started ice tea today instead of pop while watching the players run.

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