Another Year in The Can.

2016 hasn’t been the easiest year of my life, I’ll admit that much outright. There is no ‘literally shaking’ talk or anything about politics in that statement; there’s been a lot of change in my life this year. Some of it forced on me, some of it chosen by me. I’ll let each reader be the judge of which falls into which category. I have become more grounded in my life, and my circle of friends has actually gotten bigger. There’s less worrying about the ties with a friend and more worrying about the actual friend, which is honestly refreshing.

I moved away from Eastwood this year, in a move that frankly wasn’t exactly planned the way it happened. Am I glad I did it? Yes. There’s been trials and tribulations in regards to both the property and my next door neighbour but I’ve got those under control. I moved into a larger flat that must have twice the floor space as the one before did, and within two weeks someone attempted to steal my motorcycle. Had it not been chained up I would have been without a ride to work probably until now. They did manage to wreck my steering lock, but with an alarm attached now it’s probably more secure now than before.

Having said all that, I wanted to look at last year’s goals and see how I did.

Be thinner and lighter at the end of 2016 than I will be at the end of 2015.

I have to admit, I didn’t weigh myself at the end of 2015 because I totally forgot. However, I can say that I had put an alarming amount of weight on, and I am still fighting to take it off. At my worst, I was just shy of 250lbs. At my best, I was 224lbs. However, no matter what I did I couldn’t seem to drop below this, and I will be seeing a doctor soon for a possible diagnosis. Nothing major, just a lot of boxes ticked on one specific condition so I’m curious.

No longer be taking, or be on a lower dosage, of anti-depressant.

I am no longer on any form of anti-depressant. Guiding myself out of the spiral is difficult, especially at work, but I have some great colleagues that help see the spiralling, even if it is with the equivalent of the newspaper on the nose.

Do at least five social activities a month.

In certain senses this is a total failure, but in others it is not; let me explain. Do I spend a decent amount of time with people offline? No. Online, I’m sometimes doing social things daily, even if it’s just hanging out in a chatroom while playing a game. I also organised the department’s christmas meal, and while it is work, it was still a social outing. I want to spend more time with people, and that is a big change from the past.

Pass a bike test. Can be A1, A2 or A.

Took a few lessons, and didn’t follow up. Bad timing coupled with a bad experience that revolved around a collision that I keep being told wasn’t my fault. I will be returning when the weather warms up.

The important thing, looking back at all of these, isn’t whether it was or wasn’t my fault for failing, or whether I succeeded through lack of action just to hold still, but the fact that I tried. Even now, actually trying is difficult because of the fear of failure. Forcing myself to look at failure differently has been one of the most difficult things I’ve done, and frankly is a life lesson I should’ve learned sooner.

Looking at 2017, my goals are:

  • Weigh less at the end of 2017 than at the end of 2016
  • Pass an ‘A’ Bike Test and get an unrestricted bike licence.
  • Spend more time with my parents.

I don’t really have definite goals in sight beyond the first two, and the last one has become something of an issue with when my mood gets the better of me.

Keeping goals simple is what makes them attainable. So hopefully, the L Plates will be off, I’ll be weighing in under 16st 7lb (weighed on 1st Jan) and I’ll have a better relationship with my parents!

See you all in 2017! …Oh wait, I’m late for that.

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