Yesterday, a great friend of mine who often entertains concepts that are both beautiful and broad shared this on Facebook.
It appears to me that people make goals in January based on their willpower, but others make resolutions in September based on their genuine desires. The fact that no one else is aware that we are making goals in the fall is one of the things that makes them so appealing. Autumnal resolves don’t need horns, confetti, and champagne. The only thing that’s asked of us for our September resolutions is that we be willing to embrace good change. – Sarah Ban Breathnach
Yesterday, while I was reflecting on this wonderful lecture that Matt Cutts gave about attempting something new for 30 days, I happened to notice a tweet with the hashtag #30daysofbiking, and this remark immediately jumped out at me as being applicable to the situation. There are a lot of cyclists all around the globe that use this hashtag on Twitter to let their followers know that they have resolved to ride their bikes every single day of the month.
Following a week in which I rode a total of 120 miles for the first time in my life, I was searching for a new challenge to take on. Something that can be handled while yet being enjoyable. Because my in-laws were in town to check out our new abode, I was able to get free child care from them for the last week, which is a gift that won’t come around again anytime soon.
So, what options do I have? What could I do that would make me feel amazing, get me moving, satisfy the itch for a fresh beginning that comes with the start of a new school year, and yet be in the same spirit as my goals for the new year, only more gentle?
My solution came late in the afternoon yesterday, on the first day of September. Get in 10-Minute Momentum. Anything. Any time of day. As long as it’s about the happies.
Yes, I know it’s now September, but you can still join in the fun. Whatever your secret resolution, do it, and share it if you like.
My 10 Minutes: I hopped on my bike just before 9 p.m. with a reflective jacket and headlamp to pedal around the silent streets of a nearby neighborhood. Of course, 10 minutes turned into 20, and then I came home to do some situps while talking to my husband. It feels so good to have the luxury of this time to take care of myself.