I do not make New Year’s resolutions. But this will sound like I do. But I do not.
Last December I took a major step by arranging my flight and travelling by myself. A big step you say? Yes. My head explodes with contingencies when it comes to that kind of stuff.
But all went well. I even jumped out of a plane. I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Now, I am all about making little changes that have an impact, to serve a bigger purpose.
I stopped drinking cola and alcohol about three months ago. That sounds like I had a substance problem. Alcohol was easy. I hardly drank that crap. Cola, I did not think it would be that easy. But it was. It is. Just say no.
A month and a half ago, I was doing daily excercises for about 7 to 15 minutes. Not much. But intense. I stopped doing that. I noticed my belt size dropped one size. Even after no longer excercising, I lost a little weight. And for those of you who know me, I do not have weight to lose.
Then I started getting up a little earlier, so that I could have breakfast. I had not had breakfast (during the work week) in 5, maybe even 10 years.
I started feeling better when I quit cola and only drank water and 2-3 mugs of coffee a day. And milk of course. Cornflakes need milk.
Last week I upped the ante and stopped drinking coffee. I have been working almost non-stop. Early out of bed. Late night hustling. But I am experiencing an energy overload nonetheless. And I am feeling amazing.
I eat more. Sometimes also better than before. Sometimes (read “a couple of times a day”) I will have a cookie (or two) or some chocolate.
However I do not gain weight. Sorry ladies. ENVY ME!!!!!
Another thing I tried, and I am still doing it, is sleeping naked instead of wearing shorts or boxers and a t-shirt. Why you ask? It is better for your skin. And as a bonus you sleep better and find REM-sleep faster. I don’t know. I read that somewhere. The thing is though, I have to remember to close all the curtains otherwise I might scare away my upstairs neighbours. Not that it is not a pretty sight. They are lesbians. There is no point to it.
I have a project to finish by the end of the month. I need to kill. Plenty of work, but not at the cost of my health. I am doing good. I am feeling good. I am a lazer.
Not crazy. Just focused. Maybe a little crazy. Hashtag butts.