The past year has been a good one for me and for the first time in years, I felt like I have accomplished a lot for myself. Last year, I remember when I was watching the fireworks when the new year started, I told myself that I would only focus on myself, which I re-iterated when I turned 25. I don’t mean to sound selfish, but after a not-so-good 2009, I knew I had to put things into perspective and smack some sense into myself.

It was one thing to say things and another to actually mean it. Knowing myself, I know back then that it would prove to be difficult to completely devote myself into something, let alone push through with doing it in the first place. But I knew I had to do it, for myself. The challenge: to lose weight. People have their own reasons in staying fit and my primary reason was for my self-esteem. Looking back, I remember staring myself in the bathroom mirror. I was happy, and yet when I look into the mirror, it doesn’t translate. It was that insecurity that made me think that this wasn’t enough, I just had to do something about it. At the end of the day, the only thing that can hold you back is yourself and ironically, the only person you can depend on is yourself as well.

I mentioned in my previous post that I engaged myself into jogging/running. When I started this, I knew to myself that I had to have a LOT of patience. It’s not like I’m going to achieve results overnight. I started losing some weight around July and six months later I lost almost 30 lbs (of course, there’s some offset for the holidays). People started noticing the difference in how I look before I did. I just realized it when the clothes starting to become loose. As they say, it takes 3 months before the mind registers that the body actually has lost weight.

I have to admit, my confidence level has increased since then and it has been a long time since I felt happy about myself and actually mean it. It’s not over though, because right now I’m trying to catch up on the lost years, the years that I spent sulking over the corner and all that emo stuff you get when you’re a hormonal teenager. I guess the regret is that it is only until now that I’m starting to realize things. A late bloomer, if you will. LOL. It’s not too late to change things, I know that much.

So what’s in store for 2011? Well, for one I have to continue what I’ve started, but this time I’m including some other stuff. The theme would be “Reconnecting with the world”. I can’t wait!