Big surprise, I’ve got a resolution for 2018. So original and ahead of the game over here. I have one big resolution that is kind of an umbrella resolution. I’ve been trying to do this to varying degrees (with often limited success) for years, literally since I was about 13 or something.
In 2018 I want to be healthier. That’s my resolution. To really overhaul and change my quite ~ unhealthy ~ lifestyle because to be honest, it is sometimes quite appalling and the only person who can change that is me.
I have no exercise regime despite the fact I own a gym membership (lolz), some days I don’t eat any fruit or veg, I don’t think I’ve hit my five-a-day or whatever the quota is now in months, I never drink enough water, I drink too much Diet Coke and have an unhealthy addiction to cookies and chocolate buttons.
Well, that was quick? I can’t believe the semester is almost over. Tomorrow I’ll be submitting my final piece of coursework and heading home to the Scottish Borders for a good few weeks of relaxation and chilling the eff out.
I thought I’d have a little catch up with you all because the end of the semester really feels like the end of a small era. And a busy era it has been. But it also seems like I have done absolutely nothing at all for the last 12 weeks?
After meeting up with a couple of friends at end of the summer, one whom I hadn’t seen in about six months, she remarked that I was still really hard on myself, after chatting about our summers and our plans for the following year.
At the time, I didn’t think much about it, I didn’t think I was hard on myself, in fact I found my response to my own endeavours as natural. Of course I should keep striving to be the best and if I wasn’t going to talk trash to/about myself to keep me going, who was? It was the only way I knew how to keep going.
I guess I could say I’m trying to cling onto the summer by still wittering on about on here at the end of September. It is October on Sunday, that is most definitely autumn, Hallowe’en is just around the corner and Christmas is on the horizon, so why am I still obsessed with summer?
I learnt a lot about myself this summer, I accepted things, I cherished things, I agreed to disagree with things. I want to take what I learnt forward into the rest of the year to keep feeling the positive effects. One of the biggest changes was my embracement of slow living. Slow living is a phrase I picked up on Instagram due to the numerous hashtags circulating showcasing beautiful pictures of “slow living”.
About six months ago, I didn’t think my summer blog content would be anything like it is now. I thought I would have spent all summer in the USA, seeing the likes of Nashville, New Orleans, Boston, Washington DC and New York. I thought I would be travel blogging, sharing tips from my adventures abroad.
But that isn’t what happened. I didn’t stay in the USA. I came home to a sleepy country village in a sleepy county in the south of Scotland. I no longer had travel plans. I needed to find some sort of employment. Most of my friends were away on their own adventures or far away so my life suddenly felt very rubbish and what would I blog about?