2011 and I, we were friends. Not "kindred spirits" (to go all Anne of Green Gables on you) or "besties" (to go all creepy slang on you) but we grew on each other and got a good thing going.
Our friendship got off to a slow start. January and February seemed like months that would never end. Probably mostly because I just never have been a fan of winter. (I guess all years have that...lame).
But also slightly because when we first met, 2011 pretty much called me fat and poor. And while I needed to hear that, I was bitter. She definitely wasn't the kind of friend that smiled and told me what she thought I wanted to hear...
But I started working on not being fat and poor and she showed me she knew how to adventure. Like that one time in March when I ran a 10k for the first time in years (Whooping Crane Strut) and then went on the most epic road trip (EASST) along the east coast with my great buddy Alisha. (Eagerly Anticipated State Sign Trip). (came up with that all by ourselves, we did). I'll have to tell you more about that one later though. And how we slept in the car and only showered once, maybe?
I really enjoyed the company of 2011 as April rolled around. I kept up my running, found my love for weight lifting again, put a recycling bin in my house (big step), and gained momentum with my resolution to pay down my condo. I think this is when she realized that it was time for a bit more change in my life, because May reunited the Katiefriend and I as roommates once again and another epic road trip ensued. Portland to San Antonio this time!
My friendship with 2011 grew even stronger from June on. She kept whispering all these grand ideas in my head and showing me all these great opportunities and I just kept going for it. There was my first triathlon:
And that 3:46:46 marathon and winning my first trail 50k and biking to work and a handful of other successfully fun races. Yes, 2011 was good for the body. She got me all sorts of motivated and fit and I'm sitting here today over 20 pounds lighter and remembering how I can do pullups for the first time. Ever. And to think I first hated her for calling me fat!
2011 brought me scores of other accomplishments too, like paying off my condo in full (we'll save that for another time as well), reading more (finished "Jesus the Christ" just last week!), and making sushi for the first time (very important).
Hidey-tie-doe, was 2011 ever a year of sue-pear achievements. But lets get real, I didn't reach them by much talent of my own. I have a Heavenly Father who blesses me abundantly everyday. And so many people in my life who support and strengthen me. Like this dude:
And of course all my family fries:
Looking back, 2011 and I were really tight because she kept reminding me that I can be better and I have such awesome people in my life to be better for. Pretty thankful for the time I got to share with them and the memories made this past year. Sappy! But true.
2011, RIP buddy.
2012, you look pretty on the outside. Even-numbered year. Leap year. Election year. OLYMPIC year. My quarter-century year. Probably-something-else-important-that-I'm-forgetting year. Lets not spoil that, ok?
I'm optimistic!
Have a great day :-)
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