I've decided that planning and I really don't get along. It ends up making me upset that I didn't stick to it 100%. So I'm going to live spontaneously. The weather is beautiful, and I'm really happy about it. I can get back to walking without roasting. We went for a walk last night. Although I had to make frequent pit stops to sit, We still got in at least half a mile, if not a full mile. I'm going to walk again tonight. Maybe I'll even attempt to walk Spike to the dog park so he can play.
This idea of living spontaneously is not new to me, but I've never really followed through with it. That needs to change. But I'm not planning. Because planning to be spontaneous defeats the purpose. I'm not going to be dumb like some of the YOLO kids (you only live once), but I am going to enjoy life, day by day, and forget the big picture for a while. Once I get my life straightened out I'll go back to worrying about the big pic.
Of course, I've always been a planner, so getting away from plans is going to be difficult. So I have some suggestions for myself instead of plans. Such as:
- Drinking at least 8 glasses of water a day
- Walk around the pond or apt complex frequently
- Eat healthy, such as salads and other white-carb-less foods
- Get back to yoga
So those are goals, not plans. And I won't let them bring me down, because they aren't plans. I'm really trying to get rid of plans, aren't I?