Everyone knows that New Years is fresh start, but the beginning of a new month always feels exciting to me. A new number on the calendar is evidence that time is progressing. A new month is a fresh start to do all those things you said you were going to do last month (visit your parents, clean out the closet, spend less time at work and more time outside).
October has arrived. It came out of nowhere really. I feel like I barely got to spend any time with my old friend, September. We didn’t even have the chance to chat over pumpkin spice lattes, or shop for bouquets of sharpened pencils together (I will give you a cupcake if you can name that movie), before she was gone.
Don’t get me wrong, I love October. October is my favorite of all the months. But there’s something special about September, too. It smells so good in September. The streets are filled with hopeful people starting over and putting their best foot forward. September smells like excitement.
It must be all the kids going back to school.
It’s not that I’m sad to see September go, I’m just sorry I missed her…that’s all. I wish I had paid more attention to her; given her more of my time.
But that is neither here nor there.
I will not regret how I spend October, I promise you that. I will not let autumn slip away from me. I will not be too busy to enjoy the fallen leaves, the crisp breeze, and all the deliciousness that this season has to offer. The pumpkins and the mums. The corn stalks. The little ones, blissfully unaware of the irony in their costumes, just hoping to stumble upon a house giving out king-sized candy bars (the holy-grail of Halloween loot).
Fall is too beautiful for regrets…so I’m making October my bitch.
I decided to give myself a goal for the month: go for a run (short, long, fast, or slow) every single day in October, and post a picture from each run.
31 runs in 31 days.
It’s not a particularly hard goal. Rather attainable, actually.
I don’t plan to strain myself or wear myself out doing this. My goal is just to be more active.
Yesterday marked day one.
I ran through a neighborhood tucked away behind dozens of trees. The leaves crackled under my heels. There were hills—some big and some small.
My earbuds kept tangling and distracting me. I had nowhere to stash my car key and phone.
I was totally unprepared, but I did it.
What goals do you have for October?
(image sources: topknotsandpolkadots, uwishunu)