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Monday, 2 January 2012

Already broken

It’s January 2nd and I’ve already broken my No Resolution, resolution.  Remember?  Yep, that’s right, the one I made yesterday.

Dammit!  I said no resolutions for 2012, but I forgot that back in December I joined a great group of women on a 30-day cleanse starting January 2, 2012.  Dammit!  What a twit, right? 

I could blame it on the medicine they gave me for my headaches two weeks ago, which reeked havoc with my body, but I’ve stopped taking them and all the side-effects are now at last gone.  No one held a gun to my head nor twisted my arm.  I wasn’t on drugs and I haven’t had a drink since May 2007, so I guess I signed up of my own free will.

This 30-day cleanse has nothing to do with furniture polish, dust bunnies or bleach nor does it have anything to do with swearing less (I’ve been trying that one for years!).   It neither involves decluttering cupboards and garages nor bathing four times a day. 

It’s a TRICK!  It’s a fancy word for my old problem.  It’s a clever way to disguise what I don’t want to face.  You see, I have an arm to face problem coupled with splendid hand-eye coordination.  If this were a bank account, I would be super-rich, because I have the everlasting ability to put in more than I take out.

But no.  It’s about severing relationships with some of my best friends, like my BFF Vanilla Ice Cream, my soul mate White Chocolate, and my new confidante Pita Bread.

 When I immediately wrote on the group forum that I’d lost my Mojo, the women flocked to my rescue with wisdom and experience.   But I didn’t want to be rescued!  I wanted an excuse, a note from my mother, or something.  Just because I wrote HELP! At the end of the post has nothing to do with needing help.

They had all sorts of helpful hints for me starting with:

Focus on today
Work in a group
Make small goals
Do what you love (that was about exercise, OK?)
Make good choices
Allow yourself 21 days to change
… and last, but not least, stay accountable.

            So what do I do?  I agree to everything, I thank them profusely, I’ve had fruit and lots of water every two hours as agreed, but now it’s 6pm and there’s a hard-freeze announced for tonight and I don’t think a bowl of fruit is going to quite cut it for supper …

Sunday, 1 January 2012

No Resolutions

     I'm not making any resolutions today.  No New Year's resolutions for me this year, I'm just going to let 2012 take me by surprise.
     All these years, since about 1966 (or as long as I can remember) I've been making some sort of New Year's resolution, a vow to myself, a promise to the world to: 

    Eat more
    Eat less
    Drink less
    Drink more
    Run faster
    Work harder
    Work less
    Sleep in
    Get up early
    Workout more
    Learn a new trick
    Dump an old habit
                and blah
    The list goes on and on.

     All these New Year's resolutions collapsed one by one and somehow sputtered, fizzled out and died, so I would revisit them the following year with renewed enthusiasm and spirit (or was that guilt and embarrassment?  Maybe peer pressure?)
     When I finally quit drinking, it was on May 28th, 2007.  Nothing special about that day, although I'm sure it's someone's birthday, someone's anniversary, or someone's surgery date.  However, the day just came and the time was right to stop.  I stopped and it's worked every day since then.  I like that resolution.  
     November the 8th 2009 was the day I realized I needed to stop driving myself stupid with goals, work and pressure.  Perhaps it had something to do with my stress meltdown, but I took it onboard and so far it seems to be sticking.
     This morning I woke to the clean slate of 2012.  It was a glorious Florida morning: brilliant blue sky, a puff of mist over the lake, and a cool breeze coming in the open window which promised a gorgeous day.
     Yep, I thought, this year I'm not making any resolutions at all.  I'm going to let 2012 take me by surprise.  Whatever comes my way I will embrace or reject.  Maybe some day in February I'll decide to get back to the gym, but not today.  Maybe in July I'll think about training for a marathon in December, but not today.  That idea that I had about taking up kayaking ... who knows, maybe in May?
     2012 has the ring of a year of adventure, surprises and delights.  2012 strikes me as a time for new beginnings, end of old habits, and fresh ideas.  But I'm not going to plan a single one today.
     No resolutions for me this year.  I'm just going to let 2012 take me by surprise.

     Hmmm.  Somehow I think I just made a resolution ...