Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Twenty-Five Percent Used Up

Part way through 2015 I'll turn twenty-five. I'll be a quarter century old, twenty-five percent used up. I'm not sure how I feel about this upcoming milestone (or if I'm supposed to feel anything at all). 

I do know that growing up, and into my teens, I had notions about what my life would look like at twenty-five. And in some ways, it's what I imagined: I'm university educated, financially stable, and building a professional career in a field I love. 

In other ways the expectations of my younger self are slightly off-kilter. It took me some time to come to terms with the fact that my twenties didn't unravel the way I'd expected. But I'm so happy and grateful for the journey that's led me here.

As I said, I'm not sure how I feel about turning twenty-five this year. But what I do know for sure is that I want to document it. And so this blog, explore 25, is born. I expect this to become a collection of experiences as I track my goals for the upcoming year, and document the exciting things to come. 

My life revolves around a few key hobbies: reading, writing, cooking, fitness and travel. I've captured some goals for the upcoming year in each of these areas, below:
  • Read eighty books: from non-fiction to high fantasy to young adult. Read them all.
  • Write, weekly. Be it on this blog, in a journal, or scribbled on the back of a grocery receipt. Build time into each week to write, even when it feels like the words won't come. Especially then.
  • Eat healthy. Cook more and experiment with new flavors in the kitchen. 
  • Run, at least three times a week. Cross train in the winter, run trails in the summer, bike and do yoga in between. Learn a basic breaststroke. Complete a sprint triathlon.
  • Travel. Visit new cities close to home and far away. Explore new neighbourhoods locally. Take a staycation. Go on a road trip.
And with that, I'll leave you with a song (and artist) I've been listening to non-stop lately, as the weather has turned cold, enveloped in winter's fierce embrace.

End of the Affair by Ben Howard:


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