26A - Celebrating Failure

This semester, I've failed myself; not in the usual aspects like schoolwork or grades, but in my own personal health and well-being. I've put my grades and work above myself. I told myself this semester that I'd make the conscious effort to start going more to the gym and eating out less, in order to cook for myself. While the semester started out nicely, I slowly began to put more emphasis on my grades over my health, excelling in my classes but stunting my own health in the process. Granted, this is not without reason; because of a mistake caused by myself and my adviser in my first semester, I am required to excel in each of my classes this semester in order to change majors. This has put an extreme tension on me that has worked in my favor when it comes to studying and work, but causes me anxiety in literally everything else.

Through this, I've learned that I need to take myself into account more than anything. Grades are expendable at the end of the day, but my own health is something that is irreplaceable. While I'm certain no permanent damage has been done to my body, I do know that I've set myself back several months of exercise that I'd done prior to this semester.

Moving into my next semester, I will take myself more into account, (God willing I do end up with the grades needed in order to change majors.) Without the stress of having to achieve above a 3.5 GPA this coming semester, I will be a lot more free to do what I please. The first thing I will do is set aside a permanent time in which I do some sort of exercise; preferably this would be going to the gym, but should I need the extra time I set aside, I have a set of weights in my room for these occasions.