I’ve set myself a couple of personal challenges these holidays.
I’m not really one for new years resolutions, but I do like to spend a little time in January evaluating the previous year, and planning, plotting and creating fresh inspirations both for myself and the store. And of course for this blog, which, despite all my good intentions, has been severely neglected. January then, is the perfect month for new beginnings.
Hence the two personal challenges. One is a hundred day challenge – one hundred days of writing a minimum of one hundred words each and every day. This is Day 25! The other challenge I thought I’d involve the whole family with. Thirty days of at least 30 minutes of exercise. You know – holidays and tubbiness are not mutually exclusive and all that. Naturally, they’re thrilled at my idea, and so far they’ve all cheated on the challenge. Except Bruno and I. We are out walking each day. Not always briskly. Often I’m dragging Bruno on his lead, but at least we are fighting the tubbiness. Today was Day 18.
But the benefit of a little daily exercise, apart from the obvious health benefits and anti-tubbiness efforts, are the opportunities for foraging and treasure hunting. Every day I come back with a little reward. Some wild mint from the entrance to the bush reserve. A wild flower. Some beautiful leaf skeletons which fascinate me. A photo of something along the way. Some pumice or shells or driftwood from the beach. If I’m really really lucky, a bird’s nest, but I’ll happily settle for a feather.
No matter what I come back to the bach carrying (and I can’t help myself – I’ll always be carrying something) it will inspire in some way, shape or form.
And that makes it all worth while I think. I’ll let you know how the rest of the anti-tubby challenge pans out!
(photos and styling Amanda Holland for perfectly imperfect living)