Making Plans. Making BIG Plans.

Since my last post and the rafting trip this last weekend, I've spent a lot of time ruminating about what I want to do for my future (unfortunately for my work, when I often do a lot of daydreaming!).

A lot of loose plans have formulated in my brain -- I've committed myself to hiking the John Muir Trail next year around August, then likely taking a week off then hitting up Burning Man. My original idea was to take this time off from work, but now I'm not so sure.

#1: Climb a mountain

It's only mid-January of 2009, and I have another goal that is in progress!

A friend of mine is organizing a backpacking trip to Mt. Shasta, which happens to be 14,179 feet (thus completing my requirement of 14,000+ feet). And man, it's going to be grueling: according to my friend's post on the subject:

2009 Resolutions

2008 was an uneventful year (as years go). I only realized my drive to finish some of the goals of my life late in the year, so the rest of the year before that I didn't do much. I sat around. I played video games. I was content, but not happy.

Next year will be different.

The Fear

The fear, that is, of changing your whole life and everything you know.

I said before that I was going to start taking classes at a local boxing gym, to get in shape and maybe to learn Mixed Martial Arts or Brazillian Jiu Jitsu. I was supposed to start this last Monday, but every day during last week I made excuse after excuse ("7:00am is too early... It's a lot of money... What if I don't like the gym...") and I haven't gone.

Update: Flail!

Okay, rather silly of me to assume that being awesome could happen overnight. On one hand, I've been thinking about my life goals a lot (I know! Big step woo!) but really, it's hard to work on climbing a mountain when I'm still broke and still trying to figure out my life.

I've done miniscule progress to all my goals in the last few days, at least:

Beginning: Achieve a healthy BMI (#41)

Ugh, ugh, ugh -- I HATE diets. I even hate the fact I added this dream to this blog; I don't particularly want to admit that I am obese (ugh ugh ugh again!) I love food, I love to cook, and I've never been a skinny girl.