Adventures

Adventure #2: Sand Hill Preserve

I’ve missed hiking so much! Believe it or not, I didn’t hike at ALL while I was in Georgia, and I’m still real sad about it. However, with 75 Hard, I have to workout outside for at least 45 minutes a day, which is the perfect excuse to go on a hike.

Before I went on the trail, I read the reviews. Especially when I’m hiking by myself, I like to know what to expect, so I scrolled through, looked at pictures, and read what people had to say. Most said the trail was super easy to navigate, not too long, and I even saw a picture of the Econlockhatchee River which was supposedly a part of the hike. I love anything involving water, so I was ready. My hike, though, was completely different than the reviewers described.

To the person who said you can’t get lost on that trail: You, sir, were very wrong. My first attempt to hike this 2.5 mile trail, I walked about a mile before ending up right back where I started. There are a few areas that fork, and apparently only one way is right, although both sides were properly marked. On this same mile trek, I ended up in a field filled with bugs and plants with pointy seedlings that attached to my clothes and stabbed my fingers as I tried to remove them.

Needless to say, I almost left as soon as I made it back to the entrance, but on the way back, a man stopped me. He told me he runs this trail a lot, and that it’s about a mile and a half to the river and back. I was encouraged all over again by his mention of the river that I still hadn’t seen, so I turned around and tried again. Luckily, I made it a lot farther my second time through.

On my second attempt at hiking this trail, I approached the fork again, took the opposite route, and ended up in another open field. This time, though, there was clearly marked trail, and there was another girl around my age stopped at a patch of high grass. I saw her touching something, and I was so happy when I saw what it was. The guidepost at the trail’s entrance said there may be tortoises in our path, and this girl was PETTING one. When the girl saw me approaching, she left, and I went to go say hi to my new tortoise friend. Then, I decided to keep my distance because the girl didn’t seem to happy about having a hiking partner.

Keeping my distance was most likely a terrible idea. Because I didn’t want to make this girl uncomfortable, I ended up taking a detour. This detour was a quick one because as soon as I walked into this new section of trail, I heard a sound very similar to a gunshot. Unfortunately, I didn’t think too much of it and attributed it to possible construction or my own paranoia. As I went ventured further, though, I heard a sound in the bushes that reminded me of a large animal. Again, I ignored it, knowing that bugs and squirrels often make loud noises as they encounter trees and bushes as well.

What I couldn’t ignore, though, were the paw prints in the sand. While it could have been nothing, I was paranoid enough at that point to call it quits and head back to what I named the “safer trail.” Luckily, I didn’t make it too far into my detour track, so it was easy to get back to where I’d started. From there, I headed back to the trail entrance, but next time, I’ll hopefully navigate the trail all the way through.

Pros: This trail was very well marked, and I felt comfortable enough to run through certain sections. While it’s not impossible to get lost here, it definitely is easy to find your way back if you get off track. Plus, tortoises. Need I say more?

Cons: There are a few places on the trail where it forks. While both sides have marked trees on their paths, only one actually leads you to more trail, while the other either dead ends or leads you to a field with nothing but bugs and dangerous plants.

75 Hard

75 Hard Week 1: Lessons Learned

I’m back, baby!

It’s been a hot second since I’ve posted on this blog, and that’s honestly because I haven’t been paying as much attention to my health in recent times. With it being my senior year of college, I was a lot more focused on making it through finals and getting my degree, but that’s all changed now.

As you can see from the title, I recently decided to participate in a challenge called 75 Hard. For this challenge, I need to:

  1. Take a progress picture every day
  2. Read 10 pages of a non-fiction, entrepreneurial book each day
  3. Stick to a diet (No cheat meals, no alcohol)
  4. Drink a gallon of water each day
  5. Complete two 45-minute workouts a day (one of which has to be outside)

I’m only one week in, and I’ve been surviving so far. However, even though this looks like a fitness challenge, it’s really a test of your mental toughness, and I’ve already learned so much about myself and what I’m capable of. I wanted to share some of these lessons with you in case you need the motivation to start or stick to your own health journey.

Lesson 1: Treat Yourself…Within Reason

Before this challenge, I would “treat myself” after a hard day by eating a pint of ice cream or drinking a glass of wine in the tub. However, with these new dietary restrictions, that’s no longer a possibility for me, and I’ve discovered a whole new reward system because of that.

Now, if I complete everything I need to do for the day, I reward myself with a hot bath or a face mask. Even with food I’ve gotten better, treating myself to breakfast for dinner or an extra snack rather than going overboard and eating an entire pizza because I deserved it. I came to realize that eating foods that were bad for me felt really good in the moment, but rewarding myself with these healthier alternatives made me feel better in the long-term. Not only would I feel comforted because I was taking care of myself, but I would also avoid the food coma or the bad body talk that comes with eating way too much.

Lesson 2: Progress is Progress, No Matter How Small

A lot of people I follow on my 75 Hard Instagram page are fitness gurus. They’re runners, personal trainers, or they’ve been doing challenges like these for years. Because of that, I felt equally inspired and anxious about what they were posting. I would want to do exactly what they were doing and then be embarrassed or stressed out when I couldn’t.

Personally, I can’t even run a mile without feeling like my legs are gonna fall off. Running isn’t my strong suit, but for some of my outdoor workouts, I’ve done it anyway. I’ve pushed myself to do something that is entirely out of my comfort zone, and I’ve learned to celebrate that rather than worrying about what my times are or how difficult my run may be.

Now, the focus of my workouts is working up a sweat. As long as I’m breathing heavy by the end of a session and at least one of my body parts can no longer move properly, I’ve done something right. I don’t care if I walked 3 miles, did a full HIIT workout, or hiked a trail. Anything that gets me moving and meets the goals I and this challenge have set, I’m satisfied.

Lesson 3: That 5-Minute Rule Really Works

I tried to find who originally created the Five-Minute Rule, and it looks like it was Rory J. Aplanalp, so props to you if you end up reading this. I originally heard it from Lindsay DeFranco, who uses it to help her stay motivated on days when her depression tries to get the best of her.

Basically, the Five-Minute Rule states that if you don’t want to do something, try doing it for five minutes. If you absolutely hate it, you can stop. For me, this is just enough time to get out of my head, and by the time my five minutes are up, I’m completely immersed in the task at hand and ready to finish it.

Today especially, I did not want to complete my second workout, as I was still sore from my first and not feeling 100%. I decided to put on a workout video, try it for five minutes, and stop if I felt that I couldn’t complete it. Long story short, I ended up completing the longest workout I’d ever done after starting in such an unmotivated, tired place.

We Bought a Zoo said that it takes 20 seconds of extreme courage to do something amazing, but sometimes I think it really takes five minutes.

Conclusion

I’ve learned so much from this challenge already! I couldn’t even fit all the epiphanies I’ve had about myself and my abilities throughout this challenge, and learning how strong and capable I truly am has been so amazing. I haven’t been keeping track of my weight or measuring my physical progress because this is a mental test more than a physical one, but I’ve already seen so many changes in how I feel and how I’m spending my time. Week one has been so transformative, and I can’t wait to see what the next weeks will bring!

About Me & Personal Goodies

My Body is Not Yours

I have another blog where this post currently lives, but I figured this would be a good place for it too. A major step in becoming a happy, healthy person is learning to love yourself no matter what you see in the mirror. Physical health is important, but mental health and confidence are huge in helping you become the best version of yourself.

Today, a boy called me a hoe because I chose to send a snap to a friend of mine that featured myself in a crop top and shorts. This boy wants to date me, but he immediately wanted to clarify that he didn’t want to be one of my “thirst trap boys” and the fact that I have friends I send those types of pictures to is a “major turn off” for him. Needless to say, I’m not even toying with the option of dating this boy now, but the comments got worse.

Not only did he say he didn’t want to be one of those boys, but he called me a “self-righteous” c-word for saying that I didn’t want a relationship with him at the moment. For context, this boy and I have been talking for MAYBE three weeks, and I said in our very first conversation that I didn’t want a long distance relationship, and I made sure to bring it up in later conversations in case he thought I was leading him on by being flirtatious. Apparently, that wasn’t enough for him.

I say all this to point out that guys still don’t understand that women can express their sexuality for reasons other than their own personal gratification. For me, I hated my body all through middle and high school, and I still have moments where I can’t stand looking in a mirror. On the days when I don’t feel that way, I choose to put on cute outfits, doll myself up, and show off a little because I’m happy. On my bad body image days, I question if I’m even worth loving because I feel repulsive and gross. I appreciate my good days even more after those because that’s when I realize I am a child made in God’s perfect image, and He doesn’t make mistakes. I feel beautiful in my own skin, and if I want to show that off, I’m not going to let anyone stop me. I’m not going to let a boy who doesn’t even have the decency to make these comments to my face decide what I can or can’t post online or send to my friends. I will admit, hearing other people say I’m beautiful or that my outfit looks good is a boost to my self-esteem, which may be where the anger and “hoe” comments came from on his end, but I don’t take those pictures for that purpose. I send and save those pictures to remind myself on my bad days that I look WAY better when I’m happy and taking care of myself, and I use that as a motivation to start putting effort into myself again when I get into a slump so bad I can’t even get out of bed to brush my teeth. It’s a reminder that my looks aren’t who I am. Who I am is Whose I am, and that’s something I need to remember.

So this is just a short reminder that you are FREE to express yourself as you see fit. If you’re the kind of person who spends all their time at the beach and posts swimsuit pictures on the daily, I LOVE that for you. If you’re the kind of person who would rather be modest and show no skin at all, you’re doing AMAZING. If you post nudes on Twitter for your followers to see, dude you GO. Your body is YOURS and yours alone. Don’t let anyone tell you how you should or shouldn’t be seen. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

If you want to see this post in its original location, check out my blog Perfect Periwinkle!

Adventures

Adventure #1: Flagler Trail

Being from Georgia, I love being outside and hiking whenever I possibly can. I’m used to mountains and rocky terrain, which is hard to find in flat Florida, but I did finally manage to get out on a trail here.

I started with Flagler Trail because it was close to where I lived and the reviews were all relatively positive. It seemed like an easy hike which was what I needed, and I was promised a wide variety of habitats and terrain. However, that’s not what I got.

The drive to this trail was an easy one, and parking was very convenient. However, parking was across the street from the trail itself, so getting there was a hike of its own. Also, I hike to get away from reality and the stresses of whatever is currently going on in my life, so the fact that this trail was bordered by houses and roads was a little weird to me. It made me feel like I was hiking in my own backyard rather than spending time in nature.

Once I got on the trail, everything was very clearly marked. There was a pole every half mile indicating where you were, which is how I found out I was starting my hike on mile 4. I was promised a 3.5 mile hike in total, so I’m assuming that means the trail was supposed to be 7.5 miles long. Again, that’s not what I got.

I made it to mile 6 on my hike with no issues at all. Mosquitoes were making a meal of my arms, but the terrain was flat and smooth, which made for an uneventful, easy hike. There were river views here and there (the Econlockhatchee River, I’m assuming), and it was actually quite pretty for Florida swampland. However, at exactly the six mile mark, things got a little slippery.

On the left is where I stopped. There was a sign next to me that said “Bridge Out,” but the only evidence that there was a bridge at all was the one plank of wood I saw floating in the water. Obviously, I couldn’t continue in that direction. Luckily, the trail continued at another point, which is where I was at the picture on the right. I had a few steps of mud before that, too, was completely submerged.

I headed back towards where I started, and I found another small trail called Two Bridges. I call it small because it was meant to be a bike trail, so the path was very narrow. This trail was completely unknown to me, so I had no idea how long I was about to be walking. Luckily, the path was straightforward with no forks or places to get lost, so I felt comfortable stepping into that unknown. It was gorgeous in the beginning, with a bridge at the entrance for you to walk across. However, by the end of the second mile, every view was the same and I was getting BORED. Plus, I started hearing thunder at that point, so I knew it was time to dip.

Overall, this was a quiet, easy hike. It wasn’t as long as I was hoping for, but with the two mile trip one way and the little detour I snuck in, I still managed to turn this into a six- or seven-mile trek. I’m hoping to see more wildlife in my future hikes, and I hope to find a trail I can fully complete. This is a great path for families to take together or those who want to take a walk in nature rather than a hike.

Next Challenge: Find a trail with some hills or inclines. I’m used to mountains, but I’ll take what I can get 😂