WHAT IS #365DaysToLive? After really looking at my current existence, I decided to both live life and parent my son as if I knew I only had 365 days to live. The following is a blog post within that series.

Nobody wants to sound like a preachy tool

Do you know what I hate? I hate when my blogging and writing starts to make me sound like an overly preachy tool of a human, and that’s exactly how I feel when I’ve been writing these #365DaysToLive posts.

Believe me when I say I’m trying not to come across that way. But… the format I started writing them in, along with what I thought was a good goal to be accountable to the world for just about about every aspect of my #365DaysToLive journey, make it really hard to insert funniness, snark, and silliness. I feel like I may as well be writing another “Look at how perfect I am!” mom blog.

Life isn’t like that. It’s not all rainbow farts and glitter showers. To really live life means getting a little dirty in the process. It means working harder to work less. It means diving into sadness to understand greater happiness. It means enjoying quiet moments of recovery from living as much as it means living more than usual. Blogging all the rainbow farts just isn’t going to work for me.

And so, I’ve gotta make some tweaks, but really just in the way I blog about it all. I am hereby making the decision and goal to:

  1. Blog about things when I think I should, but not even close to everything, and not every day.
  2. Not feel I have to explain every purchase. It’s a bad habit of mine, because I hate looking like a money blower. Truth is, how much anything costs or why I am willing to spend it is only my business, and I can see that for some reason feeling accountable to the world for it is going to get in the way of truly living for myself. So, from here on out I won’t be mentioning the cost of anything. I knew when I started this challenge that I’d be spending a lot more money than I’m used to spending, and I need to be okay with that.
  3. And, of course, still live life to the absolute damned fullest during this #365DaysToLive!

Yeah, nothing has changed in regards to the challenge. I’m just as cranked about this today as I was when I started. I also am so much damn happier and content in life. I hung out with a friend yesterday and she told me, “you just seem so much happier than the last time I saw you.” Hell. Yes. And I am, too.

Today marks the end of three full weeks living this challenge. This is where I’m at…


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That’s three weeks in. THREE WEEKS! My life and mentality has drastically changed for the better in just 21 days.

I knew I couldn’t jump in and work on every area from day one, so I’ve been adding an area at a time. Since I last charted it out (on Day 7), I’ve gotten off of Ambien altogether. I haven’t even used it for the past 11 nights. Before I started this challenge, I was dependent on it. As it turns out, some of the tools out there for better sleep actually work! I highly recommend the Slumber app.

The next area that needs to see big improvement is my fitness and health. I really haven’t worked out during this #365DaysToLive with the exception of walking around Europe for several days. But I know… I’m no dummy. I know how much happier and better life is when I’m working out on a consistent basis.

I weighed-in this morning. I’ve gained 9 lbs since I finished the Insanity program last summer. Who gives a flying leap! Who cares where I once was or where I have been. #365DaysToLive is about today. It’s is about tomorrow.

I can see my running shoes from where I lay typing this blog post. Gonna go put those bad boys on right now and GO. Couch to 10k. Starting today. I started in January and was derailed by the kidney stone surgery. Well, #365DaysToLive, again, doesn’t give a flying leap about what I can see in the rearview mirror. Boohoo. I had a surgery. I got discouraged and lazy. What does that have to do with this moment?

That’s right. Nothing.

Dan Pearce | The Single Dad Laughing Blog