What the freak is it with all you guys and new year resolutions
I really don't understand the idea of New Year's resolutions. Hearing that phrase alone makes me mad. Why does the start of a new year mean you have to lose weight or join a gym etc? What's wrong with starting this on any of the other freaking 364 days of the year?
People obviously think that a new year means a new start. It's a ridiculous and very stupid notion, if you couldn't be bothered to do it a few days, weeks, months ago, why will the start of a new year change anything? Just so dumb.
It's not like you've turned a page in a book because it's a new year, life is continuous, constant, you're still the same person!
Change doesn't have a start date, it happens anytime and anyplace. A new year signifies just that, a new year.
Think about it. And be honest. What resolution have you made in, say, the last five years that you’ve actually seen all the way through?
If you’re anything like me, you’re stuttering, trying to come up with one. Because the resolutions we make for ourselves are all wrong. They are large and lofty – usually things like losing a ton of weight, working out an obscene amount each week, or learning a foreign language when we have zero time to study.
There’s little chance we can keep resolutions like these. We may have the best of intentions until life gets in the way – which it always does. And when we break that resolution less than a week into January, we start the new year with failure. This is why I hate making New Year’s resolutions. Being a failure is the pits. But I set myself up for it, year after year.
Not this year. This year I’m being real.
That’s my first resolution. I’m choosing to achieve progress, rather than perfection – like cutting back on diet soda, adding five minutes to my work-out on weekends alone, and each week calling a friend with whom I haven’t talked in too long a time. I can do these things. They’re totally attainable, and they make me a better person.