It’s the eve of a new year and I know so many of us are out here anxiously awaiting a new beginning.
I went for a run today and it was probably the best run of my entire year.
Honestly, it was the second run for me today. The first was slow and steady and just kind of…blah.
I know what you’re thinking, who the heck goes on a second run??? On New Year's Eve??????
Me.
Apparently, I do.
But it was the best.
And as I was running I was, as usual, listening to music and my Nike Run Club coach. She was utterly amazing. I was struck by something she said, “the new you is the new standard.”
So I thought about it as my head hurt and my lungs burned and my muscles screamed at me.
I am such a different person than I was 3 years ago. Pre-pandemic me had no idea who I’d grow into being. Heck, 6 months ago me had no idea.
Have I been unconsciously not acknowledging the new me as the new standard?
I think so.
I think somewhere along the line I stopped acknowledging that I had grown, that I truly did have a new standard of being.
Not anymore.
I’ll say it again.
Not anymore.
Have you acknowledged yourself? The great things. The amazing things. The once-in-a-lifetime things you’ve accomplished?
Why not?
Can you think of one in this moment? Can we make a promise? 2023 will be the year of the new you being the new standard. 2023 will be the year of more love, more happiness, more time spent dreaming, laughing, living, risking everything on a hope, and more time not only discovering you but also being you.
Let’s make that promise together yeah?
あけおめことよろ!