Happy New Year. We've made it. I hope last year was excellent, and I hope that next year

will be filled with incredible outdoor memories for you. So you may know this about me, but I am not

a resolutions person. If I were to say to myself, in 2025, I want to do more pull-ups that would never work.

It just like wouldn't because I won't do them unless I have a reason for doing them.

And fortunately, I do have a mind that swirls with ideas.

I always let them live up there for a while.

They flutter around like a hundred tiny

birds. Some of them are loud and really noisy. Some are beautiful and kind of quiet. But even though

they all come from my brain, I've come to understand that they aren't all for me. They're not necessarily

things I need to follow through on.

So I have a habit of just letting them do their thing for a while.

Spin around in my brain, make noise, look all shiny for a bed, and some I end up letting

fly away. Some are clearly good ideas, and I grab them before they can get away by texting a friend or telling Becca.

And some, the really committing ones, stick around, and I try to get to know them.

They might wake me up at night.

Or I find that my brain returns to them when I'm stuck in traffic.

It's almost like a stick circulating in a river heading, going round and round.

And I think them through, let them grow, let them mature.

And in time, whether I just get tired of thinking about them,

or I turn some corner where I suddenly have the motivation to see them through,

I write the idea down. Because when an idea gets written down, it becomes a goal. And I heard recently

that if you write a goal down, you are 40% more likely to realize it. And I don't know if that's

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