Pat yourselves on the back, folks – we’re a quarter of the way through 2015 already! This is the time of year when it seems like life is going by so slow; and yet, it’s apparently going by so fast that I almost forgot to write my March review before it got too late!
I read 2 books this month (still short of the 3 per month I need for my goal to read 36 books this year but hey – it’s more than 1!) – Jenny Lawson “The Blogess”s memoir Let’s Pretend This Never Happened and The Wicked Girls by Alex Marwood – and went to book club twice!
Clearly there was a theme emerging this month, as I also introduced the third habit of my 2015 Habits Project, daily reading.
In early March, Kevin and I attended a local homebuyer informational fair. Now don’t get all excited, we are nowhere near ready to start taking that next step. But both of us want to be homeowners one day, and even though we’re much too poor and indebted right now, it’s probably good to at least start learning about the process.
I celebrated my 28th birthday on March 12th! In honor of that special day I took a couple days off work for a long weekend staycation, which ended up being a little bit of a dud but we did go to a neat coffee tasting class at the Urban Ecology Center that Saturday.
I didn’t run any races in March but I rocked my marathon training, growing stronger as I steadily built up the miles. Speaking of miles, I logged a whopping 163 of them in March, which I believe is a record for me.
Oh, and we went to a Milwaukee Admirals game. That was pretty cool.
So, I really didn’t do that much in March. That list up there is actually kind of sad considering it spans the course of 31 days. There were a few bumps in the road, but overall I would best describe this march as hopeful. A step in the right direction. Going into this month, I fully anticipated that things wouldn’t magically become awesome overnight. But after the slow, dreary, cabin-fever-induced lull of idleness in February, it felt like I finally started to wake up in March. Daylight Savings swept in to rescue me from a mounting case of S.A.D., and warmer weather started to sneak in, melting the depressing mounds snow and luring me back out into the world little bits at a time.
It doesn’t officially become Spring until deep into the month, but I’ve always considered March the unofficial heralding of a better season. It’s like the last couple miles of a hard race or grueling long run: I know it’s gonna hurt a little while longer but I also know I’m gonna make it.
So, while on paper it doesn’t look like much to write home about, March was a turning point for me. It was the month of the thaw, literally and emotionally. I didn’t rack up a laundry list of fun events and accomplishments, but where I lacked in those things I filled in with introspection, digging deep into myself and my discontent and coming up with lessons and realizations.
April has already started off with a bang and hit the ground running – literally. I’ve already logged a productive staycation day, helped complete a DIY upcycle project for our kitchen, and run a kick ass half marathon complete with a 3 minute PR plus finally achieving a big goal. Scrawls of writing are rapidly filling the boxes of our dry erase monthly calendar, including getting our butts back into the volunteering we’ve neglected so long.
I’ve come to that point in the figurative race where I’ve banked enough energy that I can finally start to get a little momentum into my miles. But, also like a race, I must remember the importance of pacing every step of the way. I’m finally starting to learn that trying to overload my life and my schedule all at once on the heels of every fleeting burst of motivation is just asking for failure. The thing about momentum is that it builds. It’s a process. When a building is erected, the builders don’t start at the top; they start at the base and slowly progress layer by layer, story by story. I don’t need to fill our April and May schedules to the jam-packed threshold of fun all in one breath; I can start by adding a few things, here and there, and fill in the rest as we go – building on the momentum.
We all know what happens trying to start races by running all the miles at once in one big gulp. Without pacing, you will eventually burn out.
Thank you for waking me up, March. Here’s to April – the next small step.