A year of yes

I’m going for another early run this morning. I’m turning 33 in just a few days and had wanted to be in the best shape of my life, but given the time I don’t think that’s possible. (Nothing can compare to trekking through the Himalayas from dawn to dusk while being allergic to anti-malaria medicine and not being able to eat very much at all for weeks at a time—It’s definitely not a healthy way to loose weight, but hiking in the high altitude and gaining thousands of feet in elevation every day did wonders for my fitness in the end.) However, I still want to be in the best shape I can. And, actually, just hiking a few days in a row was good for me and makes me want to keep up the momentum.

I’m anticipating 33 will be a great year. First of all, 3 is my favorite number. And, indulge me for a minute, my birthday is on the 9th, which is my life path number. I’m also excited, because I will be going into a 6 personal year, leaving behind the crazy energy that has been my life this past year.

I had asked my friend Lisa to do acupuncture on me, but with all the change in my life she said that she wanted to wait so that "things wouldn't come out sideways." I think the coming year will be much more stable and grounding—given my personality, that could also make me a little crazy...