Year End’s resolutions

We’re all encouraged (or pressured by others) to make New Year’s resolutions.


Every New Year’s Eve we think of something that will better ourselves … The classic, “I will go on a diet” or “I’m going to go to the gym” to more thoughtful ones like starting to volunteer at an organization you support.


I don’t remember what I was thinking about at the end of last year.


It probably had something to do with focusing on my running. At the time, I was on a “running streak” where I ran at least 20 minutes a day for as many days in a row as I could. I accomplished 39 days until sickness had me down (literally). And by sickness, I mean a common cold, nothing serious.


The nice thing about resolutions is that they can be as big or small as you want them to be. No one even has to know about them if you don’t want them to.


But, instead of focusing on New Year’s resolutions, why not Year End’s resolutions, too?


In what way do you want to finish off the year? How do you want to feel when the clock strikes midnight?


I made a decision in November to take the stairs every day at work rather than the elevator. This may seem like a small feat for some but my office is on the 8th floor and eight flights of stairs at 7 in the morning isn’t fun. By the time I get to the top, I am perspiring because I get too lazy to take off my down-jacket because I don’t want to carry it along with my lunch and work-out clothes bag. (OK, OK, I’ll stop complaining).


Maybe when January rolls around I’ll be like, “Pshhh, eight flights of stairs! Bahh. That’s nothing!” And speed-walk up them faster than the two minutes it takes me to drag my feet up it now.


Maybe my Year End’s resolution isn’t something big that is “making me a better person,” but it’s making me less lazy.


Every morning when I walk through the doors of the building and see people walking into an elevator, I want to join them. But, then I remember that I don’t like elevator small talk. And, I get impatient when I have to stop at every floor on my way up to the 8th. Plus, I have that resolution.


Can choosing to take the stairs actually be a resolution? I mean, maybe it’s more of a goal.


But, the whole point is that the 2013 is quickly coming to a close. Do you want to be getting into that work elevator that will probably break down (again) or do you want to be using your own two feet by taking the stairs — and coincidentally run into former colleagues who you actually enjoy talking to?


It’s up to you. Enjoy 2013 while it’s still here.
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Not too bad of a year, maybe even a good one

I know, I know, it’s mid-January so what am I doing going all Auld Lang Syne up in here now? Well, because it’s my blog and I’ll write as I please, thank you very much.

When 2011 was coming to a close, I was ready to give it a big slap in the face and slam the door behind it. I didn’t really care one way or another if I said good-bye to 2011. I said “Good riddance,” to 2011. I was done with it. I was ready for 2012.

And, everything in 2012 — with maybe a hiccup here and there — was great. I had a great year. Just think about all those annoying Facebook status updates your friends post about their new jobs and exciting adventures and that was probably my year.

I finally was able to get back to working in my beloved Seattle. I overcame my fear of swimming and did a triathlon for the first time. I did a few half marathons and a marathon (whatever, running). I tried donating blood — not my fault I have low iron. I went to Crater Lake. I climbed to the top of Mailbox Peak. I got to see pretty much all of my family for the holidays! I kept up with my writing. I moved into a not-so-great-house with great roommates. I made amends with someone. With the help of my friends, I herded together our own Potlatch team. I added some money to my retirement fund that I can’t touch until I am practically dead. I did all of that in 2012.

Crater Lake

Crater Lake

Oh, and not to forget one of the most important highlights of 2012: It was a Leap Year. I spent Leap Day at Disneyland for 24 hours! If that doesn’t convince you that I had a great year, I’m not sure what else could.

Disneylandia!

Disneylandia!

Good luck to you, 2013. You’ve got a hard act to follow …

The 2011 send-off

This morning my Facebook status was: Here’s to giving the year a good kick in the butt and inviting 2012 with open arms. Good riddance, 2011.

I returned home from my little Portland trip with my family and immediately went on a run — outside. (Refer to previous blog post to understand the significance of this).

The sun had already set and there was only a bit of light in the sky. But barely, I wore all my reflective gear and since it was pretty cold, I even wore gloves and full length spandex. (The only times I ever wear full length spandex is when I run in the snow!) I like running in the dark though. You can just listen to the “darkness” — and for cars. The last thing I would want would be the victim of a hit-and-run in the ER on New Year’s Eve.

You know, despite a difficult 2011, it wasn’t all that bad. After all, it was the year of the rabbit, and being born in 1987, it was supposed to be our year. 

I ran my second full marathon, and even though I didn’t PR, I did it. In other racing adventures, I did set a PR for my half-marathon time this year in May. I was able to visit Hawaii twice in one year — once for a Frisbee tourney and a second time with my bro to visit relatives. I didn’t get fired from my job.

More on 2012 resolutions, the 2011 picture of the days, etc will be coming in the next few days. I just wanted to write this real quick before I headed off into the night, that 2011 wasn’t the worst. I am sorry I had no faith in you. I am sorry I didn’t treat you with respect at times (refer to above Facebook status update).

But, I am not sorry that I am looking forward to 2012. May it be full of many job offers (as my former boss/editor sent me in a message yesterday).

Happy New Year, everyone!

The year in picture-form

I typed out a reflection of the past year. Then deleted it. And then rewrote it. And deleted it again. Having gone to a Jesuit high school where reflecting on life was our forté, you’d think I’d have it down by now. Well, instead of reflecting on the year through my words. I leave you with some snapshots of 2010.

Big Sky, Montana - Yeah, I trained in that snow.

Jill turned 21 in February!

Stalked J.R. Celski downtown.

Saying goodbye to the original Red Robin.

Vancouver Marathon!

Happiest Place on Earth.

Michelle and Joe's wedding!

Funky Cold Medina at Potlatch.

Visiting Hannah in San Francisco.

Beach Ultimate at Seaside, Ore.

Kwongs spend Christmas in Seattle.

I have no photographic evidence, but I swear I did get a job in 2010 as well!

Happy New Year! Rabbits unite!