For 2013, I’m going to have a Friday post
every single week MOST weeks (let’s not even kid ourselves anymore), for positive victories in my life. They may not be big things, but they will be things that I am proud of, things I did in the past seven days. I’m hoping this will keep me focused on the positive, all the good things that are going on in my life.
I really should have come in here after Wildfire and do a proper recap, because it was an extraordinary trip that really lit me up (pun intended) and left me feeling fantastic. I definitely suffered the “post-WF crash” after coming home (I didn’t start feeling like myself until around Thursday), but all in all, it was an amazing experience and I can’t wait to (hopefully) do it all over again in August (if I get a ticket! — we’ll find out on June 23rd)!
I talked a really big talk about being so assured that David and I would be fine going to Wildfire together, but NOT together (as in, hanging with the same people, but not actually camping together or being together at all). The first night, my anxiety was almost crippling. BUT. I pushed through it, and we had an amazing time. All of us. There was no drama, there were no issues. It was truly wonderful. I’m so glad that we were able to put all of that baggage aside, so that we each could have a kickass weekend.
– I learned how to do fire staff at Wildfire. I took four classes, I was kickass in two of them, and managed to keep my head above water in the last two. I also did an impromptu affinity class with David and my friends Lyndsey and Matt, on Sunday, just playing around and practicing different tricks. It was a lot of fun. I lit up on both Saturday and Sunday evenings (Friday evening I did fans), and even though it was terrifying, spinning fire is one of the greatest natural highs you will ever get. It’s like playing Prometheus or something.
Unfortunately, on Saturday night, while attempting a round-the-world with my brand new sexy staff, I accidentally clocked myself in the back of the head. No harm done, but I did (briefly) catch my hair on fire. I had a safety (David) who put the flames out instantly, before I even realized my bun was on fire. The smell of burning hair really shook me up WAY more than the fact that dear God I just lit my hair on fire. Lesson here, kids — if you have long hair, spray it down well with water before you spin fire. Or just do what I did when I got home:
And cut it all off!
It was high time. I had singed hair in the back, my hair had gotten seriously long (people were commenting on it) and because I can’t straighten it in the summer, I said “fuck it” and cropped it. I. LOVE. IT. It takes me about five minutes to get my hair styled in the morning. No more messing with a straightening iron or tons of brushing or binding up when it gets too frizzy. Love it.
– Set up my appointment to discuss the THIRD round of edits to my thesis prospectus, for next week. Argh. If the prospectus itself needs three edits (at least, who knows if it will need more?), what’s going to happen when we got to the actual thesis? Can’t think about it, won’t be able to cope.
– This doesn’t TECHNICALLY count as a “little victory” for this week, but last week I ran C25K Week Five, Day 2…and did it the first try! I can now run for 8 minutes at a stretch, no sweat! (Well, okay, there was a lot of sweat, but I DID IT!) Because I took a week off of running due to Wildfire and a particularly glorious sunburn (that made bra-wearing impossible), I’m going to dip back down to C25K Week Five, Day 1 today, and see where that takes me. I made up my mind to not try and put a time limit on how fast I complete this, so I’m okay with holding back a little bit.
– Crazy Bruce has decided that after three years of weekly therapy sessions, I have finally “graduated” to bi-weekly sessions. Instead of going every Wednesday, I will go every other Wednesday. I was a little nervous at this idea, but he pointed out that, had the crap with my separation and divorce not happened, I would have reached this point a long time ago, since the reason why I first started seeing him (my anxiety and panic attacks) were almost entirely a thing of the past. So rather than be nervous, I’m pretty proud of it.
PLANS FOR THIS WEEKEND! My friend Jess is having a Tastefully Simple party tomorrow (really more a get together than anything) and we’re going over there tonight to help make up the samples. Tomorrow: gym again (with any luck) and then cleaning the apartment, Jess’s party, and then off to Joe and Lyndsey’s for a spin jam (if the weather cooperates) or Cards Against Humanity (if it doesn’t). Sunday I’m going to Mass at the retreat center with my father (it’s a once-a-year occurrence), and then…who knows? Hopefully relaxing at some point. Knitting has completely fallen off the radar in favor of fire spinning. I really should try to get back into that…before throwing myself headlong into yet another round of prospectus rewrites.