My guide to New Year’s resolutions
How many of us have approached the New Year with a sense of renewed vigor?
All those weekends you swear you’re going to start watching your diet and work out come Monday, New Year’s Day is like them … times a million.
You know the weekend I’m talking about – when instead of throwing away all the fattening stuff in the house, you decide to eat it because it’s your last chance to binge.
Then, by about Wednesday, you’re starting to cheat on your diet and because it’s drizzling, you couldn’t possibly risk driving to the gym.
Your unrealistic goals fall by the wayside, and you start filling the cupboards and fridge again from those middle aisles at the supermarket.
The run up to each New Year is the same. December is a month of pure indulgence – parties, drinking and eating to excess.
When I was younger, Jan. 1 was all about losing weight. Now, I’m beginning to lean towards keeping up with coloring my hair, taking better care of my skin and making regular pedicure appointments so I don’t end up with the feet of a Hobbit.
New Year’s resolutions are internationally recognized lists. We all want to put something annoying, frustrating or miserable in the rearview mirror and start looking after ourselves a bit more.
The most important thing is to not set ourselves impossible tasks where we’ll be doomed to fail from the get-go. For example, committing to train for the Cayman Islands Marathon which happens in December each year is a realistic and inspiring goal. Attempting to lose 30 pounds in one month is not, and I am speaking from experience.
I cornered the cabbage market on the island when that soup was all the rage. Anyone else who has done it knows what a bounty that baked potato with butter is on the second or third night.
That aside, do you really want to start 2019 as a crabby, unapproachable person? ‘Cos that’s what happens when you would donate a kidney for a slice of bread.
Saving money is another popular resolution. Don’t go from spending freely to trying to live on Pot Noodle and run your car on turnip oil.
Extremes are where it all goes wrong, because the moment you cheat or realize that attempting to save 98 percent of your salary isn’t feasible, you feel bad about yourself and suddenly that positive energy you had disappears.
You’ll also be more inclined to take a “who cares?” attitude and undo all that good work you started in spectacular fashion.
Any financial advisor and fitness or life coach will tell you that small changes are the way to go. Yes, we’ve all read this before, so why do we ignore the advice?
Surely our past experiences should give us a clue that maybe what we’ve been doing isn’t working. Perhaps it’s finally time we listened.
For me, I really do need to start caring a bit more about my appearance. When did I get to the age where I would wear pajamas out in public if I thought it was socially acceptable?
I wear my hair in a bun like a spinster in a Jane Austen novel and I wash my face with hand soap. Let that sink in.
My facial skin is bereft of moisture and beauty therapists run screaming when they put a magnifying glass near it.
We all have changes we want to make in our lives. Instead of racing into them headlong, let’s sit and really figure out a plan this time around. I have decided to scratch climbing Everest off my list. I’ll start with Mount Pleasant and go from there. Baby steps.