It’s my birthday next week and even though I’m not particularly stoked about the idea of being a year older, it certainly beats the alternative!
This year, I’ll be turning 43. Not a particularly remarkable age generally, but for me it is. My father died when he was 43. It was smoking that killed him. Most people wait till they’re at least in their 60’s before they contract a fatal disease from a lifetime of poor health-related choices, but my genetic gene pool didn’t want to hold out that long.
Life is short. It’s not a clique, it’s a fact. We have such a limited time on this earth to discover who we really are, and the irony is that by the time we finally figure out who that is and learn to love and accept ourselves as we are, life is more than halfway over.
With this in mind, I have made tremendous efforts in the last few years to work intentionally on being the best version of myself and honor my authenticity wherever possible. I try to do a lot of the things I love (like writing), I work out and obsess over creating healthy habits (probably far too much) and I spend lots of time with the people I love, while staying connected to friends and family I don’t see very often.
I do my best at living well.
But I think there’s more I could do, and I think this is the year to do it. As a tribute to my Dad who gave me this life I often take for granted, I’m going to do the best I can to be a first rate version of myself, and not to wait until my life is almost over to be happy with who that really is.
This is my year of authenticity and if you’re willing to come along for the ride, I’d love to share what I have planned in terms of how I’m going to live with a deliberate intention toward becoming more of myself in certain areas of my life.
I’ve already started my list of things I’d like to focus on. Most of them scare me, but I think that’s probably a good thing. I want to use this space, my little food and fitness blog, not only to stay accountable, but also to share the lessons I learn along the way. Because the true gift of writing and blogging is the sharing, connecting and inspiring that happens as a result. Or at least that’s how it feels to me.
P.S. There will still be food. I am nothing if I am not eating or at least thinking about doing so.