Making Changes

I tried something new this year and set a year-long goal. I’m terrible at setting goals and reaching them, especially if they are hard. I usually make it a month (or less) and then give up. I guess starting the blog last year was another goal in its own right, but for the year 2024, I wanted to do a drawing-a-day challenge. I thought I’d make it through March or April and then give up, but surprisingly it’s December and I haven’t missed a single day yet. As the challenge comes to a close and I only have 14 trading cards left to draw, I’ve been trying to figure out what I’m going to do next year. I’m not really sure. This exercise was great for me. It kept me consistent. Along with the blogs, it made me feel like I was somewhat productive this year. There’s a golfer named Justin Thomas who posts his start-of-year goals at the end of each season and then reflects on them. I set a list of goals for this year and only fucking completed two of them! I’ve never been a goal setter, but I shot for the moon and came up way short. I think I’ll set new goals for 2025, but not in the same way at all. I’m not going to try and be something I’m not. I still want the goals to be tough to accomplish so they aren’t just a walk in the park. What’s helpful about the blog is that I’m held accountable for it. If I don’t post it, people will notice. It’s all public. I think making my goals public and reflecting on them will be good for me next year. 2025 will be the year of self-betterment. Wait… Let me throw up quickly after writing that bullshit. Okay… I hate writing those words out, but sometimes I have to be cliché. If I don’t put it out there or ever say it, then it’ll never happen. I treat myself and my body like shit. I’m out of shape and unhappy. That means I’m not taking care of myself correctly.I’ve always put other things above myself. I want 2025 to be a year that I try to change that. I’m not setting a “New Year’s Resolution,” because that is setting myself up for failure. I’m going to make rules for myself and stick to them. I’ll see what changes and how it’s going. I’ll come up with a program for myself too. I’m not exactly sure what this all looks like, but I have two weeks to figure it out. I’ll probably be writing about this again and updating with new thoughts or feelings. Time moves really fucking weirdly. Eight hours of work feels like an eternity. I laid in bed for eight hours today and it flew by in what felt like seconds. That is some voodoo shit. Anyway, it is almost time for me to head back to the city. I leave Cooperstown early tomorrow morning. See you Friday!