For what feels like the first time, I have a goal that is not sports-related.
Setting real and meaningful goals is hard. I didn't realize how hard it is it to do in real life until I stopped rowing. In sports, it's easy to set goals: a certain time or standard, a certain accolade or stat. When I used to swim, I remember setting goals for myself 1 year, 2 years, 5 years out. I had dreams of swimming in college and competing at Nationals. When I started rowing, I set short and long term goals too: 1:53 split for my 5k, race in the Varsity 4+.
Now that I'm out of college and sports, I've pushed off setting goals because I just don't know what to say. What goals do I really have? How do you define a goal? How do you define accomplishing those goals if they're not numbers?
At the start of 2020, I dedicated a spread in my sketchbook to writing goals.
I started writing goals for this year, the next 2 years, and the next 5. 2- and 5-year goals are a work in progress...
I started with a brain dump of everything I had accomplished in 2019--left a job, got an internship, got a full-time job, turned 21, went to therapy and was deemed mildly depressed, graduated college, traveled through Europe, found a real interest in fashion. I also listed words that I loved and words that I wanted to define my 2020:
Then I came up with some "resolutions" of things I wanted to do more of...nothing all that actionable. And then randomly, I thought of a big, hairy, audacious goal (a BHAG, if you please):
Get published somewhere.
I don't know what I want to write about or where I would want to get published, but I felt a huge sense of satisfaction as soon as I wrote it down on paper. Will it be an opinion piece? An open letter? A how-to on something product related? Who knows! I'm excited for this because there's a definite process and ending milestone to accomplish this.
Alas, it's suddenly the end of March and I am not much closer now than I was in January, but this blog challenge is forcing me back into writing and this quarantine is nudging me back into reading. Cheers to 7 more days of writing and many, many more 🥂