Random Thoughts December 2020 Edition

I was going to write this post yesterday, but then something unexpected happened.  Looking out the front window my Dad said something looked wrong with my car, which I have to park on the street.  I quickly put on shoes and ran outside, and it was pretty bad.  The front of the car scrapped up, hole next to the headlight, on the sidewalk a crinkled license plate, and tire marks on the grass.  No note anywhere.  Looks like my car was involved in a hit and run with a drunk person.  And I learned something new last night: My insurance doesn't cover hit and runs.  My brother Michael came over and said it should be safe to drive, though I'll need to get the alignment and such checked out.  So, yup...

Though, I was super close to throwing in the towel with my miles this year.  I needed 5 miles last night to stay on track, and I was just kinda being miserable on the couch.  But I got up and forced myself and did 6.11 miles for extra measure.  About 20 miles to go.

It's fun watching the kiddos grow up and see their personalities come out.  My three year old niece is proving to be quite precocious.  On Christmas Eve there was a broadcast of Ballet West's, the Ballet company from SLC, Nutcracker.  Everyone was gathered upstairs and eating.  I was waiting for a dance to finish before joining them.  Then, out of nowhere, I hear, "Sarah!  Come up and get some dinner!"  It was my niece.  I came up and asked if anyone told her to say that, and no one did.  She looked around, saw I was missing, and made the decision to do something about it.  She then told me my hair was getting long.  I asked her if I should cut it, and she said I should.  :\  

We took this particular niece to Disneyland when she was one years old, and every time she was in her stroller I would see her head pop out to look at my Mom and I.  She was making sure we were all together and no one was getting left behind.  And earlier this year, when she was still two, she said she really wanted to go to Disneyland, but knew we couldn't because of all the sick people.  Wise beyond her years.  That's spiritual premortal stuff.  Makes me wonder what she was like in Heaven.

Saw Wonder Woman 1984 last weekend.  Didn't like it.  Plenty of people have been berating the movie online, so I don't have to go into what has already been said.  Though my family decided the way the 1980's was depicted in the mall actually reminded us of the way 2015 is depicted in the 2nd Back to the Future movie, which was ironically filmed in the 80's.  Just over the top stylized.  And Steve Trevor possessing a body Quantum Leap style was highly disconcerting.  No talk of family and so forth.  Steve and Diana full on make out, getting to know each other in the biblical sense.  This stranger's body is violated and raped without his consent, and at the end of the movie this man is back in his body, and Diana just smiles at him and that's it, the man none the wiser.  Turns Diana into a total scumbag.  She's selfish, thinks of her needs, and both her and Steve never once contemplate the ethics of stealing a life.  Not once.  She shouldn't have sacrificed Steve in order to let go of her needs and desires, she should have done it because it was the right thing to do, because she would have been saving a soul who had no choice.

HGTV just started showing the early episodes for Escape to the Chateau, about a British couple who buys a french chateau and fixes it up.  So charming.  I'm super loving it.  Though in the older Christmas episode that was shown the gal (don't know her name!) decided to reinvent the Christmas popper by cutting the innards of antique books out and putting the gifts in there.  Cutting antique books up!!!!  And they were the most darling old books to, one of which had elegant drawings.  It just made me want to cry.  And it makes me want to visit an antique shop and look through old books.  One of my favorite things to do.  But, alas, I don't have shelf space for more books.  (Heh, doesn't stop me from rearranging my shelves so more books can fit).

So I talk religiously on this blog from time to time, and I've mentioned that I believe there will be a 2nd coming of Christ.  That's not changing.  But it also means I'm a watcher, and I look for what is called the signs of the time.  This has been something I've been really thinking about.  We're to watch, but I also think it's good to be wise and open minded when it comes to prophesy.  There's two major religious groups: the Jews and the Christians.  One is waiting for the first coming of the Messiah, the other group is waiting for the second coming of the Messiah.  Why?  The interpretation of scripture and prophesy.  That's how powerful it is.  There's a lot of ideas of how certain prophesy's will come about, and I think we might be surprised a little by how they actually come to pass.  Some events we think are going to be big and grandiose, but they may be as simple and quiet as a baby being born in a manger.

I'm hopeful for 2021, but I'm also not going to be delusional about it, either.  Is this being negative?  Just realistic.  I keep running scenarios though my head.  I've worked down several paths.  January will be very telling.  Next week will be telling.  Goodness, I'm hinting at political stuff, and I don't want to get political on this blog.  Just waiting to see how things play out.  I want to make plans.  My Mom and I are planning a trip, and I'm now learning Spanish because of it.  We'll see if it happens.  So many possibilities.  I can't speak any of the other languages I've studied!!  Ah!!  Heh, well, it's a good thing to do.  But, be careful with where you get your news.  There's a lot of censoring going on.  What is said and how it is said is just as important as what isn't said.  Ignorance leads to easily being manipulated.  Don't be surprised.

And that is it.  I need to great the day, do some cleaning, and squeeze in those 10 miles today.  I will meet the challenge I've started.

Sarah

P.S. I finally got a hair cut, which I haven't done since February.  A whole 7 inches off, and it feels freeing.

Another Walking Goal Accomplished: The Motivation of Virtual Races

When it comes to exercising it's hard to find motivation. Well, at least for me.  Some of you may have no problem getting up and getting excited for another sweat session.  I, on the other hand, hang my head in dread.  Working on it!!!

Many years ago I discovered virtual races and some running clubs.  It's simple: Buy bling and when you finish the race it's shipped to you.  A tangible goal with physical results.  The 46 miles Mount Fuji  medal by The Conqueror is the latest I've received, and honestly the most gorgeous.  It's so beautiful in person.

After finishing Mount Fuji I immediately signed up for the Route 66 challenge, and then I realized, "What the freak did I just do??!!?!?!?!"  It's 2,280 miles and I'm determined to finish by the end of next year, but the good thing is biking miles count, and on my indoor pro-form bike I can do 5 miles in 30 minutes, which will improve over time.  I'm 105 miles into this, and about 5% in, so created a little buffer for next year.  This is my overall 2021 mile goal, so I can earn my 50 mile pins at the same time.  It works out to needing to do 44 miles a week.

Oh!  But for my 50 mile pins, and my mile month goals, 18 minutes on the bike or elliptical = 1 mile.  So 18 minute mile regardless of speed and resistance.  My 2020 year goal was 500, I needed 163 miles this month to finish.  I realized that I never counted miles for being at Disneyland for 3 days last February, and decided to count 10 miles from that, so my month goal is now 153.  I was so tired last Saturday!!  I needed a break.  I'm over 100 miles for the month (walking + 18 min machine miles), and only need 40 miles.  40 miles in 4 days!!  I'm going to be so overwhelmingly tired on Friday!!!

One of the things I love to do is put pins on the medal ribbons, but they have a value.  Each pin is 50 miles earned, so my kimono wearing Minnie Mouse from Tokyo DisneySea is worth more miles than the medal it's placed on.  And below are more pins I can place on the medal after earning another 50 miles.  It's a way to earn more miles and not crowd the medal hanger, or buy more medals.

One of my favorite things to do is collect pins when I travel, so being able to display my travel pins brings back so many memories. 

The Giverny France lily pin I bought at a gift shop after visiting Monet's Garden and Home in Giverny, just after walking over the actual bridge that is made famous in his paintings.  His home and gardens are so beautiful and so well maintained.

The Highway One pin I bought at a little shop at Ragged Point.  My Mom, Grandma A and I had just spent a few nights in a hotel next to Moonstone Beach in Cambria Ca.  We were going to start driving south to head home, but decided to go north instead.  Just to see more ocean and Hearst Castle on the hill.  But then we kept going, discovering Ragged Point, and then we're like, "Lets go to Monterey!!"  And so we did, all along Highway 1 through Big Sur with a little stop in Carmel By The Sea, before finding a hotel in Monterey, which was a little pricey, but so worth it.  Such a wonderful spontaneous trip, and one of my favorite memories with my Grandma.  Highway One is always a good idea.  Just breathtaking.

My medal hanger from the Hogwarts Running Club before rebranding to Potterhead Running Club.  I have more medals, but these are the ones I want to display, and it'll keep shifting around.  It's just a fun little hobby that helps me stay motivated.

 

Miles Managed!! :D

Virtual Sites worth checking out: Potterhead Running Club, Whovian Running Club, Yes.Fit, The Conqueror (fantastic online community), Virtual Running Club, RunDisney does virtual races (but they're really expensive, and they sell out fast, so I haven't done any), and many more.

Now to go get 10 miles.  0_0 (Which takes me 3.5 to 4 hours), and I'm doing this everyday for the next four days, but I'm going to make that 500 mile goal!!

 

 

Merry Christmas :0)

“This Christmas, mend a quarrel. Seek out a forgotten friend. Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust. Write a letter. Give a soft answer. Encourage youth. Manifest your loyalty in word and deed. Keep a promise. Forgo a grudge. Forgive an enemy. Apologize. Try to understand. Examine your demands on others. Think first of someone else. Be kind. Be gentle. Laugh a little more. Express your gratitude. Welcome a stranger. Gladden the heart of a child. Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth. Speak your love and then speak it again. Christmas is a celebration, and there is no celebration that compares with the realization of its true meaning — with the sudden stirring of the heart that has extended itself unselfishly in the things that matter most.” ~ Howard W. Hunter

I hope all of you have a wonderful Christmas, or whatever it is you are celebrating this day.  Whatever you're up to today I hope you're surrounded by loved ones, and if that's not possible I hope you have loved ones you can call and talk to. 

It doesn't feel like Christmas.  Well, it feels like half Christmas, if that were a thing.  But I'm listening to Christmas music.  A violin rendition of "Bring A Torch, Jeanette, Isabella."  It's sweet and flowing.  A touch of hopeful and the melancholic.  Jenny Oaks Baker is the artist if you want to look it up, and it is lovely.

It's Christmas already, which is strange and wonderful.  Today will be a good day.  A joyous day.

I hope today is wonderful for you.  

Merry Christmas,

Sarah

Searching for the Christmas Star

It's 8:33 pm this Monday night before Christmas as I sit here to write.  How many reading this tried to find the Christmas Star?  For those who don't know, the Christmas Star is simply the simi near sorta not really alignment of Jupiter and Saturn.  Together, with their powers combined, they're shining a little brighter in the sky.  It's also the Winter Solstice, which I think means daylight will start getting longer again.  (Huh, having a brain freeze).

Anywho, this whole Christmas Star business has been all over social media for the last bit.  We all need some good news and a little something to get excited over.  The last time the Christmas Star appeared was March 4, 1226, so it's been awhile.  

Late this afternoon my Mom, Dad, and I went to see The Nutcracker ballet at the movie theater, which was a Fathom event.  We got out just as the sun was setting.  My Dad left so my Mom and I decided to do a little Christmas shopping.  It was just after six when we got out and decided to go on a drive around town.  The Christmas Star was supposed to be out, but I couldn't find it.  Was it being hidden by buildings or distance hills?

We ended up around where my brother Michael and sister-in-law Krista live, so we dropped by to visit.  As we entered the street there was a neighborhood gathering.  My brother had a super fancy telescope set up, and everyone was taking turns to look through the eyepiece to see Jupiter and Saturn close up.  The planets were about to go behind a leafless tree, so my Mom and I made it in time, and I was able to see this planetary star.

You know, if my brother didn't point it out to me I wouldn't have guessed where it was.  Kinda underwhelming, to be honest.  Though seeing the planets through the telescope was really cool.  But want to know what was even cooler?  The Moon!!!  My brother set up the telescope to where the moon was, which is half light and dark, and it was so neat.  The line of light and dark fell over dozens and dozens of craters, and the sharpness of the image, with the light and shadows was just breathtaking. 

The next time this Christmas Star appears will be 2080.  That's in only 60 years.  I'm totally going to be around then... with my memory and eyesight intact!  Ah dang I'll be old. :P  

But that was fun.  A nice little distraction.  

Hope you're all having a wonderful week,

Sarah

 

The Beauty of Winter

It's finally that time of year where the snow is now sticking to the ground, and it is honestly lovely.  Heh, except for when traveling on I-15 and there's a sudden slowdown and the electronic signs indicate that there's a crash 4 miles ahead...

Snow is so peaceful.  So tranquil.  The way it dampens sound, washing out the world in quiet reverence.  Crunching freshly packed snow on the pavement is so satisfactory and wonderful.  And wondering if you can get away with not shoveling it, wondering in fear that it might turn into black ice if you don't...

As a child it was always great fun to go into the mountains and sprawl on the ground making snow angels, or rounding snowballs into giant snowmen for jolly effect.  Somehow the cold wetness of snow doesn't exist in my childhood memories.

The symbolism of Winter is so enlightening.  The Earth decaying into hibernation, trees losing their leaves, flowers shriveling up into brown stumps all for the wonderful reveal of Spring.  We must die a little to grow stronger.  We must lose a little to be thankful and not take anything for granted.  Without Winter I wouldn't realize how splendid it is to have Spring flowers.

On another note I just looked at the weekly weather report and it looks like we're not getting a White Christmas this year.  I'm seriously overjoyed.  Actually, I really am.  Not joking!  Though it has happened, several times in the past, that the weather report indicated bright sunshine dancing around Dec. 25th, and then we'd get a surprise snow storm Christmas Eve.  It's happened more than a few times, so I should take bets with my family if we really will have a White Christmas and then plan accordingly.

I truly have a love/hate relationship with this time of year.  :P

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, 'Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.'" ~ Lewis Carroll

I'm going to go get warm,

Sarah

Learning to Let Go

 "One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go.  Whether it's guilt, anger, love, loss, or betrayal.  Change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go." ~ Mareez Reyes

I'm the sort of person who struggles with change.  Knowing what to expect is a comfort.  Computer program updates causes me internal stress and frustration.  And maybe, overall, I hold onto things too much.  Perhaps there are dreams I need to rethink and replan... no, I'm going to be stubborn on some goals and hopes.  But when it comes to guilt and loss, disappointment and frustrations I definitely hold on longer than I should. 

It's hard watching people leave.  It's hard not having love met.  It's hard when things are torn away from us.  And maybe that's why some of us hold on so tight, we're afraid of the loss and the change.  We're afraid of something different and the unknown, even if it's for our best.  It's hard to let go of things that seem good and/or beneficial, so we cling tight, even when that thing is slipping away.

Those are the moments that need a pause button.  A reflection button.  There are things in life we need to fight for.  But if there's something in our life that is unknowingly toxic, well, that needs to be discovered.  

There are also other things that we hold onto that's not good.  Bad habits.  Sins.  People who abuse, but then manipulate to maintain control of the cycle.  If we're addicted to a substance that isn't good for us, letting go is challenging.  There are personality traits that, left unchecked, hurt not just ourselves but others.  Changing is hard, but change for growth is necessary and good.

Sometimes we have no choice but to let go.  It's thrust upon us.  The shock is troublesome and unbearable, but clinging to the loss, after proper grief, can be harmful.  Letting go and moving on can bring peace.

Whatever you're struggling with, I pray you'll find peace and love.  Don't be afraid.  Pause and reflect.  Embrace life.  Even in these uncertain times there is still joy, peace, hope, and love in the World.  No matter what there are good days ahead.

Until next time, 

Sarah

A Little Scare...

So, as I usually do, this is written the night before it's posted.

It's nearly 9 pm, and what a day this has been.

Started out normal.  Exercised a little too much.  3 hours on the elliptical, 6 workouts all taking place in Germany during Christmas season, and just over 9 miles.  I was on a 7th workout when I started hearing loud scampering in the room above, which is my parents bedroom.  At first I didn't think much of it.  But the loud steps got louder, the pacing quicker.  And then I heard my Mom, crying as she came down.

I hopped off the machine, ran to get changed, frantically grabbed stuff, and when we finally made it to my Grandma's house the ambulance was pulling away.  We were too late.  One of my aunts lives with my Grandma and we headed to the hospital.

The next several hours were crazy.  They wouldn't let me in as only two people were allowed to see her.  At first I couldn't wait inside.  So I found a rock, and then later a bench outside.  Thankfully I double layered and it was only 43 outside.  My other Aunt was coming, and we were worried she wouldn't be allowed in.  My Grandma had a very bad stroke in the back of her head, and since it's a bad surgery I was allowed back to see her, and then my other Aunt arrived with less then 5 minutes till the start of the operation.

It seemed to be going well.  They got the blood clot out, and then she suffered a massive heart attack.

I'm at home now and just got off the phone with my Mom.  My Grandma's not doing well, and one of the doctors says it's her time.  

So I'm just numb.  Cried a crazy lot.  For the longest time I've been trying to find an interview I did with my Grandma where I asked her all these questions, but couldn't find it.  And then I got the impression that it's on this super old hard drive, and to go in one of my boxes and there I would find a now obsolete plug to connect it to my laptop.  I searched it, and there's a folder labeled "Interviews."  I only played the first few minute one and it was me talking to my Grandma about parking passes.  I didn't listen to the other clips, but started to transfer the whole hard drive to a newer one.  It's taking forever, but it's keeping me occupied.

Meanwhile, as I make sure my computer doesn't fall asleep and stop the transfer, I'm playing games and watching YouTube.  Prepaid Preacher always seems to calm me, so I'm watching him.  And after that I'm going to watch the 2020 First Presidency's Christmas Devotional which was posted over the weekend.  

So, yeah.  Just talked with my Dad who is here about regrets and whatnot.  My Grandma is the one I'm closest to.  We're Angeline's.  It's a spiritual bond.  And she's my last grandparent to still be alive.

So these next few days will be a mixture of emotion.  I don't know if I'll get another post written during the weekend, or wait till Monday.  So if you don't hear from me, this is what's going on.

Life comes at us with surprises.  Her parent's, my Granny and Gramps, lived until their mid-90's.  I was sure we'd have her till then.  She's in her mid-80's.  We don't want her to suffer.  She's surrounded by so many loved ones on the other side of the veil who have missed her and have been watching over her.  

Hope you're having a nice week,

Sarah

It's after 11 pm on Wednesday the 9th, and she just passed through the veil.  She was at peace.  I've been listening to her recordings, and they're a comfort.  It doesn't seem complete as I remember asking her more questions, but I'm thankful to have what I have as it's a conversation between the two of us just talking about stuff.  Wish I interviewed her more, but thankful.  Now to be there for my family.

Searching for Inspiration

That's literally what I'm doing right now, searching for inspiration.  What to write?   What to think?  It's strange, really.  Reading through dozens and dozens of quotes, none of them quite sticking.  All of them feeling a little hollow.

There's a lot of wisdom out there.  A lot of motivation.  And we all clamber towards them.  It's why TED talks get so many views and why motivational books are best sellers.  We're all hungry and searching.  The funny thing is that a lot of it is simply regurgitated with a nice new bow begging for more clicks and a new price tag. 

Okay, I'll stop!!  This is getting depressing!  What is this??!!  Cynicism rearing its head.

It's really just this thing I'm feeling that doesn't have words, and if I keep writing long enough maybe the words will come.

But, really, inspiration is good.  A happy quote.  A good piece of advice.  A kick in the pants.  Seeking those who know more than I to help bring new understanding and awareness.  It's all good.  We need it.

But we also need to pause, trust ourselves, and realize we may already have the answers we seek.  

So pause, breath, and trust.  Learn from experience.  Learn from memories and examples.  Realize the depths that are within and don't be afraid.  You know more than you realize.

And if none of that made sense here's a happy little quote I just found:

"What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals." ~  Zig Ziglar 

Have a splendid day,

Sarah

Don't Wait So Long to Follow Promptings of the Spirit

It's an early Sunday afternoon as I write this.  Usually I like to write blog posts and schedule them to upload in the morning, but today I'm not going to do this.  Today I'm going to write this out, do a quick proof read, and then upload immediately.  Because it just seems like a good thing to do.

Yesterday my Dad was desperately searching the house.  It was for a gift card that was left on the garage table a month ago.  Since then things have been moved, shifted, and cleaned up.  For the last few weeks I hadn't seen it.  After some time it was no where to be found.

As I pondered and said little prayers a vague memory started circulating through my mind like a fuzzy dream.  A feeling of seeing the card, a prompting to give it to my Dad, saying that it looked important, and that I might have done just that.  The recollection felt mismatched and potentially false, yet the feeling started to insist I go to my Dad's office and search his desk.  This I didn't do, feeling guilty about the memory.  Wondering if I was prompted in the past to give it to my Dad as he walked past, but didn't, and I was kicking myself for not following through.

All morning I couldn't shake the feeling.  "Go check his desk."  My Mom was going through stacks of paper in another room, and she was getting quite frustrated, so I finally headed the feeling and went to my Dad's office.  Now, hmmmm, his desk is a bit of a mess.  Papers and whatnot's everywhere.  I contemplated starting at one end and working towards the other, but the feeling returned, "start in the middle."  And so I did, shifting through a small stack surrounded by others, and under a DVD, low and behold, was the gift card!!

I laughed as I ran up the stairs, quickly showing my Mom who was relieved from feeling frantic.  I was a mixture of feeling overjoyed vs. berating myself for not following through sooner.  Thankfully I listened to the first prompting a month ago and gave the card to my Dad.  It was a true memory.  But I'm a little upset for waiting nearly 24 hours to check where the spirit whispered for me to check.

Now, I can hear some people maybe say it wasn't the spirit.  It was my subconscious recalling a scattered memory and solving the problem through logic.  But no, though this is most likely a contributing factor, I know the spirit was whispering to help me find the card.  It's really amazing, with everything happening in the World, all the craziness, God is still aware of us on a deeply personal level and cares for us individually.  I'm thankful for the little miracles in our lives.

Much love,

Happy Sabbath,

Sarah 

Completely Indie is 10 Years Old

On Friday, December 3, 2010 I posted my first blog post.  It was an introduction of who I am, but also about my music.  That was the original intent for this blog, to highlight and share the music I was working on.  After the introduction I wrote three more blog posts before the end of December, talking about the two Christmas songs I uploaded to YouTube: The French carol Sing We Now of Christmas and the original song Elvish Waltz. 

In the last 10 years, a crazy whole decade, this blog has grown way beyond that.  It's a mishmash, really.  Several years ago I thought about changing the name of this blog to: Curious Observations of an Eclectic Mind.  This would be a more accurate description to what this blog has turned into.  It's a smorgasbord of all the things I find interesting.

A few months ago I was hoping to get a Christmas song up this year, but it didn't happen.  Next year my goal is to return to music and start posting songs again.  There's a lot I hope to accomplish.  2021 is a mystery, but no matter what it brings I'm determined to have hope.

This blog will continue to be a collection of randomness, because that's my brain.  It's all over the place.  So thank you to all who have taken the time to read what I write here.  There were so many times I almost gave up on this thing, but glad I didn't.  

So thank you,

Until Next Time,

Sarah

December Health Goals: Operation Serotonin!

We're less than a month now until the start of 2021 and everyone begins their resolutions.  Crazy sauce.

Needless to say a lot of my 2020 resolutions have been tossed to the side, but there's still a month, and there's still time to make this year a positive.  One of my goals was 500 miles walked.  I've only done 336.45, so that leaves 163.55 to go.

Now, as with time goals change.  I want to get my miles, which would require 7.5 miles a day with two rest days a week.  I got 8.7 miles on Monday and 8.1 miles yesterday.  The way I'm going about earning has changed.  For walking I use the Nike+ app, which is really good for tracking indoor and outdoor miles.  But with starting iFit workouts I'm also doing the elliptical machine and a spinning bike.  For those I've decided to count 18 minutes on the machines as a mile, which is considerably less then the mileage the readouts say.

The benefit to all this is all the serotonin I'm going to get in the process.  Heh, though the one thing I've experienced these last couple days is feeling very tired.  It will be interesting to see how this month progresses.  But I'm determined.  Totally going to do this.

I'm working through a Conqueror Event for a Mount Fuji medal.  The medal is seriously one of the prettiest I've ever seen.    Pretty bling is a motivation.  I'm already over 50% towards the goal, and on Monday I did the iFit Mount Fuji Hiking workouts 2-7, back to back.  Such a workout!!  All on the elliptical, which is probably easier than the treadmill, but afterwords I felt tired good.

After Mount Fuji I'm going to brave Route 66, which is 2,280 miles which I'll either start this month or next, but the goal is to get all the miles by the end of 2021.  For that, and with Fuji, I am counting the full miles earned while biking and doing the elliptical, and not the 18 min to mi conversion.  Having the indoor bike is the only way I could complete the challenge.  It's a bucket item to road trip the whole length of Route 66, so it's cool to be able to say I biked, walked, and did the elliptical for the full length.  Now, granted, I don't know how accurate the mileage readouts are for the machines, but I'm not going to stress about it.  

So next year I'm not worrying about losing weight.  I'm still going to track weight as a measurement, but the true measurement I'll be doing next year will be mile based.

So, yay, fun crazy goals are afoot, and by the end of it I'll have worked through all the iFit workouts I've saved in my favorites.  (There's SO MANY!!)  I'm traveling the World from the comfort of home, but I really do hope to be able to go on a trip next year.  Feeling so land locked.

And ALL that serotonin is going to help me in so many ways. :D

I'll let you know New Years how I did. 0_0

Sarah