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Hello Twenty-Sixteen

And good-bye to 2015.

The year of 2015 was a year full of learning and growing up for me. I started the year just like every other year with several goals. And just like every other year, I ended it a different person.

1. Lose weight. So freaking typical. The last time that I was happy with my body was in 7th grade when I was a basketball, soccer, cross country, and track athlete and weighed 115 lbs. Every year since that, I have always told myself that I needed to lose weight. Probably even more irritating, I told myself that I looked so good the year before and didn't know why I hated my body then. Yet, it is still a vicious vicious cycle. So at the beginning of 2015, I started out at 165 lbs. I started running. I ran my first 5k and even got up to running 5 miles. I lost about 7 pounds through all of that. At the end of the year, I could still run more than I really had ever before, but I had gained twice that back, ending 2015 at my heaviest I have ever been. So resolution for 2016? Try harder.

2. Get ahold of my depression. I ended 2014 in a bad place, and decided to start of 2015 trying new ways to help myself. I started going to therapy and am happy to say that I have a better grasp on this thing that I still don't fully understand. Do I still sometimes not want to get out of bed or just break down out of no where? Yes. But I feel that by the end of 2015, I have better surrounded myself with mechanisms to deal with it - Lalo, friends, family.

3. Get in to medical school. I suffered through the MCAT - more than once. I finished all of my MD applications. Now I am just waiting. I'm not very confident about getting in, but I am learning to relax and let life do it's thing. I haven't been accepted YET. However, whether it be year 2016 or anything after that, one day I will get in, and I will follow my dreams. No matter what, I will continue to take steps towards becoming a doctor.

4. Find a new hobby. Yoga consumed this part of my resolutions. I have become rather obsessed with it. I found that it actually does calm me, in a weird competitive, challenging way. After seeing how much progress I have made in just 1 year, I'm excited to see what else I can push my body to do in 2016.

5. Have a better soccer year. This year I concluded my 18 year long soccer career. I could go in to detail about all that I have accomplished, but that can be for another time. I think that I reached this goal, and looking back on my career, I am proud to say that I am proud.

6. Spend another summer anywhere but home. This summer, I got an internship in Boston. After this internship, I have officially spent every summer of my undergraduate education NOT AT HOME. I traveled and lived alone, learned how to be alone, and was happy alone.

So what does 2016 hold? I am a strong believer in setting goals, so that's exactly what I am going to do.

1. Try harder.
2. Be more patient.
3. Que sera sera. <--- also finally get that tattoo
4. Accept me.
5. Become a runner.
6. Perfect my yoga handstands.
7. Do more things for the 1st time.
8. Spend less money on things and more on adventures.


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