It’s not fall yet, but I’m mentally geared up for it and, like every year, that means restructuring, planning, slowly piling on new goals and new projects so that come Yuletide, I’ll already have a head start on the personal make-over I embark on every winter.
So what am I kicking off? While we were off gadding about in Scandinavia, Maracas was bending, stepping and sweating her way through a “30 classes in 30 days” yoga challenge set out by the studio near her house. (And she’s hardcore; she finished the 30 classes in 26 days.)
While I am unlikely to repeat such a challenge (if for no reason other than that I don’t have a yoga studio conveniently located 10 minutes walk from my house), I have been inspired by her accomplishment to launch my own “31 days of yoga in 31 days” in October.
What? Me, procrastinate? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I do know, however, that between the wedding, travel and sheer laziness, I haven’t gotten in a solid hour of yoga since June. (Although I will say that I was very ready to hit up Sadhana the day before our wedding, but the session was cancelled.)
Actually, I’m hoping that the couple weeks I’m buying will give me enough time to settle into the new routine of activities; a chance to clear away late summer harvest (read: tomatoes), get used to the winter volleyball schedule, and possibly what meagre running I plan on forcing on myself. If I’m feeling really keen, I might stock up on some yoga podcasts to fall back on for the days (and oh, those days will come) when I’m so tired that even when standing on the mat I won’t be able to think of a sequence of postures for myself.
My rules for the 31DoYi31D (I know, catchy eh?) are that I have to do some yoga every day — either a class, or personal practice, in which case it has to be at least 30 minutes of non-half-assed work. I’d like to bump it up to 45 or 60, but I know myself better than that. Babysteps, people.
My reward for completion (aside from a calendar covered uniformly in happy stickers, of course)? I will buy myself Yoga Paws, so that the next time I travel (even somewhere close by, like the Hometown) I will have no excuses for not doing a quick practice — even without my mat. I’m actually pretty excited about them, for no good reason, so I really do hope I manage to stick it out and finish the challenge.
And then of course, come November 1st, I’ll promptly forget all about the good habit I will have developed, and launch myself headfirst into NaNoWriMo. Again.
Oh, NaNoWriMo. For so many years now (6? I can’t remember?) I have settled in, come fall, excitedly drawing up characters and flow charts to connect them, sometimes even sketching, only to fail to ever finish a single story. (It’s true; the one year I “won” by writing enough, I never actually finished writing the story. Those poor characters; abandoned in limbo.)
For fun, I dug out 2008’s text, where I got a whopping 800 words down before I gave up completely. Unsurprisingly, I had completely forgotten what my story was about. Answer: A girl who owns a cupcake shop (named Quite A Mouthful Cupcake Creations) who is trying to make her business work. If I remember correctly, it was going to be fluffy chicklit with a gazillionaire and a jealous (evil) ex-girlfriend thrown in for good measure. I can’t really remember anymore.
Reading through the skeleton I made for myself, however, I really do wonder what I’m thinking some Octobers. Here, for your amusement, I present A Glimpse Into The Mind Of Fishy When She’s Trying To Flesh Out An Idea That She Knows Isn’t Great To Begin With:
000 — Intro of some sort. Seriously.
010 — Introduce the goat lady. How does she know Dee?
020 — Dee’s out of money. People are sending in the sharks.
030 — Scott starts a new job that’s interesting in some way. Bueller?
040 — Dee gets a part-time job at her old culinary school; huzzah!
050 — Dee meets the dot com zillionaire? Is she a part-time barrista?
060 — Naia’s vengefulness comes to a head! Dee is fired! And her name tarnished!
070 — The goat lady’s goat has been captured by the SPCA! No more money for Dee!
080 — Desperate gamble works out well for everyone. Zillionaire plays role here.
090 — Denouement.
100 — Everybody lives happily ever after. Except Naia.
Ethel meets Dee by enrolling in her class
Goat should eat cupcakes.
No wonder I only managed 800 words.
I’m really not sure what all that says about me, but it is causing me to wonder slightly about the story I’ve concocted for myself for this year. (I came up with it in the airport waiting to fly out on our Sweden adventure, actually!)
I guess we’ll see.