Challenge Day 30: Score!

I swear I have the 30-day challenge blues.  After pushing day after day, I’m pretty sad that there is no more challenge left and that sucks the wind out of my sails.  Funny since I expected Day 30 to be the day to end all days where I would stand atop the mountain of my achievement and look out with puffed chest congratulating myself for daring the impossible.

I’m sure that I have the blues.  Now that there is no challenge each day, what will I do with myself?  Haha!  Anything and everything. The interesting thing about challenges is that they beget challenges–a sort of challenge-addiction.  Tomorrow or later this week, I’ll ruminate about lessons learned.  In the meantime, let’s get on with our last challenge!

Today’s challenge: Take stock of the last 30 days.  How did you do?  What did you do well?  What did you not do well?  What would you like to continue to work on?  How did it go?  What did you learn?
I’ll be sorting through the lessons learned on this journey for days to come but in the meantime, here are the stats of what I attempted this month:

My closest friends can attest to the wonderful peace I gained in these 30 days as well as the struggle it was to complete these last few days.  I know I couldn’t have done it without them or you.  I also know that I’m not quite done yet.

While I was able to challenge myself to different things each day, I haven’t gained mastery over anything new.  I have an experience of what it is like to live a revolutionary life but I still have work to do.  Each day of these 30 days of challenges revealed so much about myself to me.

The greatest revelation is that this month was a buffet of challenges for me to choose from and work on extensively in the near future.  All the challenges have been interrelated.  They are all pulling for the same transformed, galvanized life.  The next step for me is mastery.

Gratitude: I am grateful for that I could complete this month of challenges when I’ve done nothing like this ever before

On the horizon: More results, lessons and mastery…the journey – to be continued.

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I really don’t know where it started but I am utterly and totally infatuated with birthdays and not just mine.  Once you tell me your birthday, I will never forget it.  I’ll plug it in somewhere and your birthday will forever be appreciated.

I love birthdays because it’s the one time of every year of totally sanctioned self-centeredness.  It’s the one time where I say “Come play with me.  You have to.  It’s my birthday!”  Very few people have the wherewithal to turn down the birthday girl.  My birthdays tend to be a whirlwind of themed mayhem & elation:

  • 32nd – My Super Double Sweet Sixteen – A party every day or night for 6 days
  • 34th – Miracle on 34th Year – Create & experience something extraordinary every day for 13 days

I rack my brain every year to  come up with an appropriate theme and it’s corresponding events/actions that result in enjoyment for anyone who joins the birthday train.   In turn, because I believe that everyone should gallivant with me for my birthday, I will do the same for  you.  I know it’s your most special of days every year and you deserve all that comes with it.

On your birthday, you have earned nothing.  You are celebrated just for being being born.  The way it should be.  When you were born, you didn’t earn a thing.  You were fed and you survived simply because you were born and you had a will to live.  It may not be a perfect beginning but you’re here now so something worked.

Every birthday is a reminder that you are worthy of celebration for no reason other than making it to another year.  Each successive year compounds that victory and warrants an escalation of merriment.  You deserve it because you were born.