January 01, 2015

My Word for 2015

You know those trendy things that you pretend not to like but secretly sorta do? Or maybe that you secretly even do yourself?

Like top knots and socks above your boots. So basic, so unoriginal. Or Pinterest wedding boards before you're engaged. I mean, please... Beyonce would be ashamed.

Or, you know, choosing a word for the year.

Now, I'm not sure if this is a thing that happens in the real world but in blog world, choosing your word for the year is all the rage. It's pretty self-explanatory but in case you don't know what a word for the year is, it's the word you pick out on New Year's Day to use for the rest of the year.

For example, you might say your word is "patience." So then for the rest of the year, whenever some numnut cuts you off in traffic, you're supposed to think of your word and wait another thirty second before flipping the mother effer off.

I know, so corny. I mean what kind of inspirational, granola-eating nonsense is that, am I right?

Anyway, the word I picked this year is:

(And yes, that is "present" not "presents.")

You see, I've realized that for the past year (or probably the past 24), I've always been thinking two, three, or ninety-eight steps again. I'm always thinking about my next job, my next move, my next race, my plans next weekend.

I've realized recently that in 2014, I rarely just stopped to enjoy where I was. Instead of enjoying the city I was living in, I was thinking about which one I want to raise my (at this point, hypothetical) children in. Instead of enjoying the job I had, I was thinking about what my next career move would be.

I wish I would have taken a little less time worrying, planning, and scheming, and a little more time just dwelling on how fantastic that Sunday's Bloody Mary really was.

So basically, my goal for 2015 is to focus more on the present and to consciously enjoy the moment instead of planning the moment five years from now. Because like my good friend Ferris likes to say: Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

(I should add that it was tough call between this and "pizza"... but I guess there's always 2016 for that.)