I see the last day of 2010 as a great opportunity to reflect on the last 365 days. This year I would say has been my most challenging so far, but at the same time it seems to have been the most rewarding.
I celebrated the New Year at ‘The Nest’ in Albert Park alongside a couple of good friends. I acquired myself a driver on my birthday who drove me to some low key drinks and then later to work and the following day we drank ourselves silly at a BBQ at my house.
In January, I got myself a boyfriend. Resistance from my side, I believe I wasn’t ready for a boyfriend but he battered his eyelids at me and I couldn’t say no. Maybe he wanted to secure with me before I embarked on a three week trip to the USA.
I spent time with my Dad in Seattle, I caught up with friends in Vancouver, I met a couple of characters from Argentina in San Francisco and I attended the Winter X Games in Aspen for the second year running.
Not only did I attend the X Games, I was also on the support crew for Colby James West and I was writing an article for a magazine back home…. my first experiences in the media tent.
Febuaury was going to prove to be just as busy, and it stayed that busy for the following three or four months. While I was overseas I decided I didn’t want to come back to camp facilitation work and I seeked an alterntive.
I got a new job through a friend working in retail store braaap motorcycles in Frankston.
Over the next few months I began to hang out with my boyfriend less and less, I didn’t really have time to socialise, however I was still drinking, but sleeping less and I began to get run down. I was working my old camp job, I loved it because it was flexible and I was able to work alongside some of my best friends. Then there was braaap and I was also ghost writing Brad Smith’s book every spare second I had.
If you know Victoria, here is the extreme of my driving hours… I live in Coldstream, braaap is in Frankston and camp is in Trafalgar.
I totally burnt myself out, I had no energy at all, I wanted to do things but my body couldn’t keep up. I tried for as long as I could to keep my happy face on. But, after many years of reoccuring sickness, going to see the doctor and living off antibiotics. I decided to try something different, I went to a Naturopath. She began to tell me all the things that were wrong with me, and completely reviewed my whole life. At the end of the session she suggested Detox.
What? My ears pricked up and could not fathom detox, I like to party too much!
With complete support from the men in my life, my boyfriend and my best friend I did the 9 week detox. It proved to be the best thing I have ever done, I now live a life of no wheat, no dairy and NO SICKNESS.
I’m not going to go into the details of the detox, if you flick back to March/April you can read all about it yourself.
During that time I was dumped by my boyfriend. It ripped me apart. Four days in bed, not able to function. And, to make things worse I was on detox so I went through a break up sober, and with no chocolate.
The upside was that I had heaps of money from working hard, if I couldn’t eat or drink bad stuff I was going to shop, I just kept buying clothes.
I quit my job at braaap and took u some more shifts at camp to be with my friends.
May saw my sister turn 30 and I made a speech, and I was the DJ at the party. I finished up my detox in June, just 5 days before I went overseas for my cousins wedding.
Here is a tip for anyone. Dietary requirments on the plane is priceless, you get fed first and you don’t have to eat shit!
Five weeks in Europe went like this… a Wedding in London, a week in the Greek islands on a yacht (unfortunately I wasn’t out of my break up coma yet), a road trip through Italy, five days in Barcelona and then a further five days in London. Barcelona saved my life, it brought me back to life. Flick back to my blogs in July to read about this.
When I got home to Australia I worked camps for a little longer, whilst starting my own brand/business. Flash forward to August I quit my job to freelance and to work on my own brand. With good friends at my side and after many identity crisis’s and buckets of tears I began to find my way.
I ran the Half Marathon (21km’s) in October through lovely Melbourne and I clock 8km’s in around 35 minutes.
I began to see someone from interstate…
I began to spend more time at the Melbourne Tigers office, where I am hoping to find something more permenant in the New Year.
Christmas was quite as usual and one of my best friends that has been traveling for over 3 years has again graced us with his presence.
Tonight I am going to be greeting the New Year in Port Melbourne at The Pier, I am wearing a favourite black, backless number.
2010 in a nutshell! If you want to read about my ups and down in more detail then check out the other blog entries.
I welcome 2011 with open arms and I look forward to the opportunities ahead…