The Anti-Resolution
Happy New Year!!!
Yes, I know...I'm over a month late. But see, the holidays were hectic and now...well, now I'm catching up on a season of L Word episodes on DVR. That and trying to get healthy again. You understand.
So, as I said...Happy New Year. I'm not much of a resolution type girl. The last new years resolution I made was to stop biting my nails when I was 13. I did...stop, that is...for about a year. Then I bit them all off in a mad rage. But it made me happy to know that I could stop if I wanted to. At least temporarily. So even now I alternate between being a nail biter and not.
But back to the here and now. And me not being a resolution maker. I hate resolutions. Really I do. They're a drag. They're an excuse to fail. Or more to the point, they're an excuse to do whatever the hell you want all year long, so that you can "resolve" to show some constraint come January 1st. In January, you notice everyone eating better, drinking more water, excercising, turning off lights to conserve energy. Then around the end of February, you start smelling Big Macs in the office and you can finally get a treadmill at the gym again.
Thing is, as much as I hate the NEW YEARS RESOLUTION, I think I need to...ummm...resolve. This has been a tough year for me. I went from being active, healthy and energetic to being a complete slug. I've been sick more times this year than my usual three year average. I've gained weight, I have no energy, I barely sleep. I wouldn't say I'm depressed, but there have definitely been a couple months where I wasn't exactly happy. So after a period of wallowing in self-pity and boredom, I think I'm finally ready to stop being such a dick.
For starters, I need to get myself healthy again. That means working out and eating right. I love working out. But for some reason I nearly completely stopped going to the gym this year. It feels horrible. And food? I love food. I love good food...healthy food. Oddly enough, salad is my favorite food. It's my staple. (I blame my dad for this) So why have I switched my diet from salad to grilled cheese? It's time for an overhaul. My refrigerator crisper bin is now chock full of green leafies. And the gym...? We're friends again. I'm back to weight training and pilates. And It's already February, so I didn't even have to fight off the "New Years Resolution" crowd this year. Plus, it was even warm enough last week to take a couple three mile outdoor runs. It feels good. I feel healthier already, physically and mentally. I'm counting on my energy coming back, any day now.
And getting healthy is just the beginning. I also need to do the things I always say I'm going to do. Write more, knit more (well, I knit a lot, but finishing projects has been a struggle lately), save more money. So, if all goes as planned, I'll be back to posting regularly. If not, well...then maybe I'll be forced to make some New Years resolutions next January.
Yes, I know...I'm over a month late. But see, the holidays were hectic and now...well, now I'm catching up on a season of L Word episodes on DVR. That and trying to get healthy again. You understand.
So, as I said...Happy New Year. I'm not much of a resolution type girl. The last new years resolution I made was to stop biting my nails when I was 13. I did...stop, that is...for about a year. Then I bit them all off in a mad rage. But it made me happy to know that I could stop if I wanted to. At least temporarily. So even now I alternate between being a nail biter and not.
But back to the here and now. And me not being a resolution maker. I hate resolutions. Really I do. They're a drag. They're an excuse to fail. Or more to the point, they're an excuse to do whatever the hell you want all year long, so that you can "resolve" to show some constraint come January 1st. In January, you notice everyone eating better, drinking more water, excercising, turning off lights to conserve energy. Then around the end of February, you start smelling Big Macs in the office and you can finally get a treadmill at the gym again.
Thing is, as much as I hate the NEW YEARS RESOLUTION, I think I need to...ummm...resolve. This has been a tough year for me. I went from being active, healthy and energetic to being a complete slug. I've been sick more times this year than my usual three year average. I've gained weight, I have no energy, I barely sleep. I wouldn't say I'm depressed, but there have definitely been a couple months where I wasn't exactly happy. So after a period of wallowing in self-pity and boredom, I think I'm finally ready to stop being such a dick.
For starters, I need to get myself healthy again. That means working out and eating right. I love working out. But for some reason I nearly completely stopped going to the gym this year. It feels horrible. And food? I love food. I love good food...healthy food. Oddly enough, salad is my favorite food. It's my staple. (I blame my dad for this) So why have I switched my diet from salad to grilled cheese? It's time for an overhaul. My refrigerator crisper bin is now chock full of green leafies. And the gym...? We're friends again. I'm back to weight training and pilates. And It's already February, so I didn't even have to fight off the "New Years Resolution" crowd this year. Plus, it was even warm enough last week to take a couple three mile outdoor runs. It feels good. I feel healthier already, physically and mentally. I'm counting on my energy coming back, any day now.
And getting healthy is just the beginning. I also need to do the things I always say I'm going to do. Write more, knit more (well, I knit a lot, but finishing projects has been a struggle lately), save more money. So, if all goes as planned, I'll be back to posting regularly. If not, well...then maybe I'll be forced to make some New Years resolutions next January.
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