Woke up to the sounds of swaying palm trees and the trickling of the pool in a villa on Phuket Island, Thailand for my first day of 2015. I felt the sun beaming in from the sliding doors, stretched my arms straight overhead and let out a loud exaggerated sigh. Ahhh, another new year....
In some ways the idea of beginning a new year tugs at my anxiety. Am I really in my late 20s? And what the hell am I doing with my life? On the flip side, the notion of a clean slate energizes me and helps me refocus on who I am and what I really want out of this upside down crazy life I'm living.
So I washed my face, stumbled into the kitchen for some coffee and fruit. I took a few peculiar euphoria longana fruits and peeled them to their lychee-like soft fruit and enjoyed them by the pool. I really wanted to indulge in my favorite guilty pleasure: spooning the skippy peanut butter straight of the jar... but I restrained myself. It's 2015 and I'm going to be in a bathing suit all day for Buddha's sake. Not to mention I've already gained 6 pounds this trip on ramen, pad thai, curries, and every other heavenly food I've inhaled on my three week southeast asia adventure. I gathered my self constraint and took my towel to the grass for some quick yoga flow. 2015 I'm so going to own you.
Minutes later I was back in the kitchen to refill my coffee cup ...or at least pretend to. My coffee wasn't even finished, and I really didn't want any more. I was there for one thing, and one thing only. The peanut butter. My kryptonite.
In some ways the idea of beginning a new year tugs at my anxiety. Am I really in my late 20s? And what the hell am I doing with my life? On the flip side, the notion of a clean slate energizes me and helps me refocus on who I am and what I really want out of this upside down crazy life I'm living.
So I washed my face, stumbled into the kitchen for some coffee and fruit. I took a few peculiar euphoria longana fruits and peeled them to their lychee-like soft fruit and enjoyed them by the pool. I really wanted to indulge in my favorite guilty pleasure: spooning the skippy peanut butter straight of the jar... but I restrained myself. It's 2015 and I'm going to be in a bathing suit all day for Buddha's sake. Not to mention I've already gained 6 pounds this trip on ramen, pad thai, curries, and every other heavenly food I've inhaled on my three week southeast asia adventure. I gathered my self constraint and took my towel to the grass for some quick yoga flow. 2015 I'm so going to own you.
Minutes later I was back in the kitchen to refill my coffee cup ...or at least pretend to. My coffee wasn't even finished, and I really didn't want any more. I was there for one thing, and one thing only. The peanut butter. My kryptonite.
