When I sat down to write this, I was two paragraphs into a story about how much I love pizza and ate it almost every day while on vacation when my phone buzzed with sad news of my boyfriend’s grandmother’s passing.
With the start of each new year, we make resolutions. We say that this year will be the year that we stick to our plans. But what are we resolving to do? Is it another lousy attempt at getting fit and healthy? Is it a half-hearted approach at learning a new skill?
When I was growing up, I always had a long list of things I wanted for Christmas. I’d start mentioning gifts I wanted in October, hoping that the news would make its way to Santa. When I got older, it didn’t stop. It may have gotten worse.
Getting a gym membership can be a daunting task, let me tell you. That’s why I put it off for two years. Once I got up the courage, it really wasn’t that scary. The sports and recreation director gave us a tour of the facility, told us all about the equipment and classes, etc. and asked us if we had any questions. I felt like VIP status as he showed us around.
After taking this job, I realized there’s a lot more in Stark County than I realized. Back in January of 2014 when I started this gig, I’ll admit I was unfamiliar with most of the county, other than the little corner I called home.