Okay, so what's more cliche than a New Year's resolution? Nothing. Yep, nothing! Not everyone partakes but a lot of us make all these plans. New year, new me. We work really hard at it, then around February, we abandon our plans. Why? I honestly have no clue. Maybe we are lazy, maybe we realize we were okay to start with and don't need to improve on ourselves. More than likely life just gets in the way.
So, what are my plans for the new year? One of them is to not let life get in the way of my plans. This could be futile but I'm going to attempt it anyway. I spent the last year recovering from a sudden and unexpected divorce. I rebuilt my life. I went from a SAHM to a working mother. It was hard, and I let parts of my life fall to the wayside out of necessity. But, Now that I've got that part of my life under control it's time to focus on the rest of me.
The first thing is, of course, my body. I'm a woman born before 1980 no matter how hard I try to deprogram myself from equating my looks and waist size with my self-worth, I just can't seem to 100% follow through on that. And I'm at the waist size where I shouldn't. In my head, there is self-love, and there is being healthy. I'd very much like to be at a healthier weight, with a cleaner diet. So, January 2nd I'm going back to taking care of my body, both through diet and exercise. I refuse to give up on that until at least May:)
Secondly, I'm going to work on loving myself regardless of what my self-doubting brain tells me. I'm an amazing person on paper. In my head, not so much. I'd like to realize, truly realize what an awesome person I am. To do away with all my self-doubt. Okay, not all of it but the majority of it.
Lastly, I want to write more. I need to write more. I truly find it all therapeutic. It's one of the few things I have total confidence in myself about. I mean not everything I write is amazing. But, most of it is pretty darn good. Plus, I started this blog thinking I would update it much more often than I actually do. I will be shooting for a post a week. An actual more than five paragraph post once a week.
What are your resolutions? Do you even have any? Does making them just set us up for disappointment, or is it a yearly test of our will. Proving that the majority of us have none? Whatever it is. I've made mine, and I'll attempt to keep most of them.
So, what are my plans for the new year? One of them is to not let life get in the way of my plans. This could be futile but I'm going to attempt it anyway. I spent the last year recovering from a sudden and unexpected divorce. I rebuilt my life. I went from a SAHM to a working mother. It was hard, and I let parts of my life fall to the wayside out of necessity. But, Now that I've got that part of my life under control it's time to focus on the rest of me.
The first thing is, of course, my body. I'm a woman born before 1980 no matter how hard I try to deprogram myself from equating my looks and waist size with my self-worth, I just can't seem to 100% follow through on that. And I'm at the waist size where I shouldn't. In my head, there is self-love, and there is being healthy. I'd very much like to be at a healthier weight, with a cleaner diet. So, January 2nd I'm going back to taking care of my body, both through diet and exercise. I refuse to give up on that until at least May:)
Secondly, I'm going to work on loving myself regardless of what my self-doubting brain tells me. I'm an amazing person on paper. In my head, not so much. I'd like to realize, truly realize what an awesome person I am. To do away with all my self-doubt. Okay, not all of it but the majority of it.
Lastly, I want to write more. I need to write more. I truly find it all therapeutic. It's one of the few things I have total confidence in myself about. I mean not everything I write is amazing. But, most of it is pretty darn good. Plus, I started this blog thinking I would update it much more often than I actually do. I will be shooting for a post a week. An actual more than five paragraph post once a week.
What are your resolutions? Do you even have any? Does making them just set us up for disappointment, or is it a yearly test of our will. Proving that the majority of us have none? Whatever it is. I've made mine, and I'll attempt to keep most of them.