Tag : happy-new-year
Tag : happy-new-year
What are we going to do with you?
We might just have to forget you and move on.
I think everyone, regardless of creed, background, or political inclination, can agree that 2016 has been quite a year. Whether that’s good or bad is up to you to determine.
Every year, as long as I’ve been blogging, I like to end with a look back on the previous twelve months, review big moments and firsts, reflect on my resolutions, and think about the next year.
I was rereading the last two end of year posts (“bye-bye 2015“, and “good year, and good night “), and I saw that in 2014, I wrote about how each year feels shorter than the last. Someone once told me that the years grow shorter as you get older because each year becomes a smaller fraction of your life. For a 10-year old, one year is 10%, but for a 50-year old, it’s only 2%. I commented on how “as I go through my 20s, it feels like someone’s shoving me from behind at a more and more aggressive rate every day,” specifically looking towards the year I would turn 25…
That was this year. I turned 25 this past April, so not only am I halfway through those roaring (meekly squeaking) 20s mentioned above, but I’m also a quarter of a century old.
This year definitely has felt like the shortest and fastest year of my life, and by far the most stressful. Part of me hopes that next year doesn’t go by so fast, but the other part of me knows it will, and can only hope that it’s less hair-loss-and-gray-hair inducing and at least as fulfilling as the last.
And with that, tonight, on the 31st of December, I bid farvel, godnatt, and arrivederci, to 2016, and godmorgen, hallo, and villkommen to 2017. But before we finish our champagne and our adieu’s, let’s look back at what happened this past year.
What Did I Do This Year?
My 2016 Resolution:
Did I do that? Doubtful. It is an established fact by now that I can gracefully carry a large ladder, but I cannot carry a 4-quart food processor.
I kept a note on my phone of all the exercise I did this year and all the exercise I wanted to do, organized by type, frequency, intensity, and month, with graduated increases from month to month. I did less than half. In fact, most of it is rolling over into 2017.
And by “rolling over,” I mean “being forgiven like I hope my student loans will be.”
I did get fit, a little bit. I did establish some habits (I walk a few miles a week), and I discovered some exercises that work for me and some that don’t (bootcamp nearly murdered me 51 weeks ago today, and spin class basically saved my life.)
In a sense, I did make progress, and it’s progress that I want to keep working on through the next year and the rest of my life. I want to keep lifting weights, practicing yoga, walking around my city, and exploring different fitness classes. Of course, I want my body to look better but knowing my eating habits, that’s unlikely to happen no matter what I do at the gym.
More importantly, though, I just want to keep exercising and learning.
I had also resolved to produce more savory recipes for the blog, and again, I made minimal progress. I did end up with a nice focaccia recipe and a recipe for onion soup, so not all is shame and failure. I also cooked a lot more this past year than I have any year before, and I learned heaps of great cooking techniques (I can braise! I can sear! I can make a roux! I can roast a chicken!)
My Resolution(s) for 2017:
I can be pretty obsessive about forming resolutions. Not only do I have a whole philosophy regarding the formation of New Year’s resolutions, but I’ve even gone through various iterations of said philosophy. I couldn’t think of anything pertinent for the new year, and chances are I’ll just keep changing habits throughout the rest of my life anyway, so rather than a general resolution or a massive 12-month goal, I think I’ll work on these 3 smaller goals:
Manageable, measurable, and attainable, and to top it all off, low-stress.
Now, let’s all take a collective deep breath, and say “good riddance, and good night” to 2016.
Categories: about me
It’s time to say goodnight to twenty-fifteen.
Goodnight, moon…I mean, goodnight, year.
At the end of every year, I like to think back on some of the new things I experienced, big and small, over the past twelve months. Some of them are accomplishments…some are really more like sicknesses or injuries.
what i’ve done this year:
2015 favorite recipes:
I discovered and created a lot of new recipes, and screwed up twice as many. There are some that I’m in the process of revising and testing again right now, but most of them are good. Here the ones I’m the most proud of:
My resolutions for this past year were to write more, take more photos, cook/bake more, and just in general, produce more. Let’s compare:
I wrote 9 in 2014 on this blog, from August to December (five months.) This post marks the 28th post of 2015, nineteen more than the last year (and doing the math to calculate how many I could have written from January 2014 through December 2014, seven more.)
I didn’t actually finish my 2015 creativity journal, but I did make up for it by starting a cooking/baking notebook, a career journal, and two freelance writing jobs (I am finally getting paid to write, y’all. oh my lord.)
National Novel Writing Month:
Like the journals, I failed to finish my second attempt at NaNoWriMo, throwing in the towel at about 37,000 words due to gaining a new job the same month, and coming down with a killer cold on my first day of work. I do resolve to finish both the second novel and the first one I worked on a year ago.
According to my editing software, Adobe Lightroom 3, I took 4,141 photos in 2014, and 10,828 in 2015 (all photos, even duplicates and the ones I never edited or uploaded.) I would say that’s an improvement.
It seems…I also did not meet this goal. Last year, I got through 14 books. This year, I managed 12. To be fair, though, I’ve been reading a book since September (it’s the densest book I have ever read) AND I am currently reading FOUR books simultaneously (because apparently that’s what I do.) Had I dedicated more time to sitting down and reading, I could easily have managed 16. (Coincidentally I also have about 16 magazines sitting on my bedroom floor waiting to be read…I’m just terribly far behind on reading in general.) At least now I know what I can manage: 12 – 15 books in one year. It’s not that I’m a slow reader. It’s that (1) I generally like to read non-fiction, and in order to avoid overloading my brain, I tend to read those slowly, and (2) I don’t sit down to read often enough.
While in Japan, I cooked dinner for myself at least twice a week. Since moving home, I’ve managed to make dinner not only for myself, but for my parents, with many left overs, twice a week. I also mastered a fabulous French onion soup AND mulligatawny stew recipe (with some guest appearances from tomato soup and blue cheese soup, and a brief foray into roux with white shrimp sauce.) I’ll take it, considering my 2016 resolution (coming up.)
I have a tendency to create expectations for myself that are too high. This is ironic, given my hate-hate relationship with the entire concept of “expectation.” But it’s also understandable, if you consider that I’m an obsessive planner and can never seem to just sit still in the present moment. Because of this, I’m taking extra effort, with every bit of irony, to make a general, achievable, low-maintenance New Year’s Resolution:
I usually try to be really specific and achieve something small, something different than what you usually hear as common resolutions, but this coming year, I resolve to exercise, get fit, cook more, eat better, and learn about my body. This means using the gym membership that I (my mom) has been paying for since September, going to yoga once a week, focusing on savory recipes more than sweet, continuing my exploration of alternative diet (dairy-free, gluten-free, vegan, etc.), and reading about how to be…”healthy.”
I hesitate to equate “healthy” with “fit” or with any notion of size. Instead, I resolve to be both healthy and fit, regardless of size or weight. I would like a flat stomach again, but we’ll see what happens.
There you have it, The Last Post of the Year.
See y’all on the other side!
It feels like just yesterday, I was typing up my special “What I did this year” post for my old blog, and hemming and hawing over the perfect resolutions for 2014 (“Don’t argue so much.”)
Someone explained to me that, mathematically speaking, the years get shorter as you get older because they become a smaller and smaller fraction of your life. To a ten-year-old, one year is 10%. To a 25-year-old, it’s 4%. And that’s why as I go through my 20s, it feels like someone’s shoving me from behind at a more and more aggressive rate every day.
2014 was an amazing year, better in so many ways than 2013, which was far better than 2012. If I had to define success, something I’m loathe to do at this age, I would say it’s having each year improve over the last, overall. I can say with confidence that I think 2015 will be a more exciting year for me than 2014, even if I can’t predict what might happen.
Speaking of which, what did I do in 2014?
Why are so many of these about sickness and injuries? Maybe I should re-assess how amazing my year was…
Sitting around and waiting for things to happen can also be a valuable achievement…sometimes.
I have so, so much to be grateful for and at least as much to be proud of. Teaching myself to be proud has been difficult, but an important experience for me, and I find that these kinds of posts help me see that I’ve actually done and accomplished things.
So what about 2015?
Tonight, I’ll watch the ball drop on TV with my high school friends, loaded up on candy and sparkling grape juice (we’re 23…but I have to drive that evening), make fun of how orange Ryan Seacrest looks, and maybe plan a recipe or two for the rest of the week.
Tomorrow, I’ll resolve to make more. I resolve to write more, to get through another NaNoWriMo in November, to fill out my second idea journal, and to publish at least as much in 2015 as I did on this blog in 2014. I resolve to read as many books in 2015 as I did in 2014, and more if possible. I resolve to take far too many photos just so I can get more likes more often on Facebook. And I might revive my defunct photography Tumblr, unless I can find another way to showcase my photos. And finally, I’ll actually use the baking books I’ve spent so much money on this past year.
How about you? What do you want to do next year?
And here I say, good evening, and happy new year!