Today's Coffee: A simple and sweet Irish Mint. Served in a sleek white mug, my fingers slid over the black painted on Volkswagon car. The coffee, nutty from amaretto laced with mint, tastes of refinement. The warmth mixes beautifully with the spring heat of Texas.
The Countdown: The new flavor is added to my list of favorites so far. I'm still trying out new places, which is how I landed in this little Italian coffee shop called Buon Girono. I chose a latte with oat milk which I love in general. But truly, I'm working on being mindful of what I put into my body.
In 163 days my 29 year old soul will turn 30. Everyone says nothing changes, and 30 is still so young, so don't overthink it. But I'm not overthinking; I'm intrigued by the next chapter. I'm excited for 30. For some reason, I don't really feel like I belonged in my 20's. Sure I've made some young and dumb mistakes, like staying too long where I don't belong, but I have always felt like I've been in my 30's. To be honest, I think the years of being 30 are where I'm going to flourish. I feel the days creeping forward. The last few chapters of my 20's are nearing the edge of the paper.
The Realization: As I sip along the smooth edge of my latte, I ponder about how the next few months will progress. I have felt it settling in. The important decisions I need to start making in my life. Where do I want to be in the next few years? What do I want to accomplish in my 30's? And who do I want to be?
I want to be the best version of me yet. I want to be patient with myself, but yet challenge me to get back to the disciplined version of me. That starts with a consistent fitness routine. I've gained a little of the weight back that I initially lost four years ago, but it's not the weight that bothers me. It's how unproductive I have been. When I worked out and meal prepped, I felt strong, energized and like I could take on the world; especially when I woke up at 4:00 AM to workout. But lately, with all the doomsday scrolling, I have honestly felt like a bump on a log. So, I've tried creating a little more of a strategic routine. Weight loss is secondary, discipline is first. The good news is, I've made it through my first week.
The Routine: Well, I've made it Monday through Saturday at least. Tomorrow, it's a hike and glute gym session. Wish me luck. My rest days will be Mondays and Tuesdays. The remainder, I'll move back to my old lifting routine. I've been pretty shy at the gym but I'd really like to go build up my confidence again.
Wednesdays: Chest/Shoulders
Thursdays: Quads/Calfs
Fridays: Cardio
Saturday: Back and biceps
Sunday: Glutes and Hammies.
And of course if I can throw some hiking and golf in the mix I'll be a pretty happy camper. I've started planning my meals again, aiming to stick around 1500-1800 calories and most importantly 120+ grams of protein. That's non-negotiable. I'll probably cut all alcohol out again, but that's negotiable. I'm okay with a glass of wine here and there. But not daily. Fridays are writing days, but I can trade it for the weekend. My goal is to write at least a blog a week. Most importantly, I have to have fun and properly take care of the body God gave me. Not to obsess and feel disappointed if I have an off week. Do it to be disciplined, celebrate life and be happy.
The Goal: Create discipline, celebrate what my body can do, and be happy. Of course, I'll continue after, but this is how I'll recreate the foundation I've been missing. My timeline is my birthday. 163 days to be consistently inconsistent. 163 days until I go on my first international trip. 163 days, until a new chapter in my life starts, whether I like it or not. I'll miss my 20's and don't read this thinking I don't enjoy the chapter in my life because this chapter has taught me so much. But that doesn't mean you can't look ahead to the future as well. My goal is to enjoy the last five and a half months of my 20's and see where I can push myself. I put a lot of time and effort into my job, but this year, I'd like to invest some of that back into enjoying life. So let's see how things play out!
As I finish sipping my latte and pondering life, I'd love to hear from you. How did you celebrate your 30th birthday? How did it feel, and what advice would you give to someone in this stage of life?
Until next time, lets wander - after coffee of course.
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