At a party on New Years Eve 2006, I was watching the clock through a red wine haze and eating posh crisps with a poncy name. Caramelised Shallot And Taw Valley Cheddar, as I recall… in other words, cheese and onion!
It was 11.45 PM and I was thinking, As soon as the clock strikes midnight that is it. I hereby resolve to cut all the crap in 2007!
Then at 11.59 PM somebody cracked open a tub of Marks & Spencer Extremely Chocolatey Mini Bites.
I revised my strategy. Righto. Make that 1AM. After that I’m going STRAIGHT, darnit.
A few days later I emerged from my sugar ‘n’ lard coma and realised that making grand, lofty plans that lacked focus and relied on brain/willpower for success was not the best approach to New Years Resolutions.
So I made a new list. It was more goals than resolutions, specific and realistic ones. Cheesy SMART goals like they make you do on tedious corporate training days! Breaking down the huge and impossible into digestible chunks.
It turned out a pretty good year. It still amazes me when that Baby Step stuff actually works. I had a blast trying out all those new activities – canoeing, kayaking, kickboxing, plus revisiting hill walking and yoga. My Flaming Knee Of Pain finally calmed down and I was more consistent with exercise. I didn’t hit 75 kilos – all those sporty moments and various epiphanies led to me letting go of that scale fixation once and for all. And though that was never on any list, it turned out to be the most satisfying moment of this whole lard-busting caper.
All that said, the last few months of 2007 have been chaotic with the new job etc etc. I’ve been bumbling along, up and down. I’m like a crappy old computer — you know when you have too many programs open and it’s running so slow and sluggishly that you can practically see smoke rising? And then you push it harder and try to open PhotoShop. So it’s clearly time for a reboot.
The merits of New Years Resolutions are oft-debated, but January 1 feels so crisp and clean, perfect for refocusing and thinking about what’s next. Plus I like making lists. There’s no greater nerdly pleasure than ticking stuff off from lists!
I still haven’t quite figured out my own goals for 2008. I just know I want them to be about fun and fitness and feeling good about the ol’ bod. Not numbers and angst. Nor midnight Mini Bite moratoriums!