Here's why. Because I have this issue with starting new things in the middle of the year. I can't start anything new until New Year's Day. It's true. Do you know how long I've been waiting to start my exercise program and my weight loss program? Months!
It came to me about six months ago, that I could stand to lose some weight. Believe me a lot of things tipped me off. That little roll hanging over the edges of my bikini, which led me to burying all my bikinis in the back of my bottom dresser drawer and vowing never to do that to myself again, certainly not in front of a mirror.
I realized sleeveless shirts made my arms look like I was some type of super human, woman wrestler. Several pairs of my pants were not buttonable. My double chin tripled in selfies. Yes, it was obvious I needed to do something. I needed to get into shape, I needed to eat better and start a new diet plan for meals but how could I start in June? You can't start a new resolution in June, you must wait until..... January 1st.
It's easy to start any plan in January because January is so boring, such a let down month that focuses on nothing, so focusing on anything is easy and necessary. You dive in, you really get your plan started, then February comes and minus all the chocolate you filled your face with on Valentine's Day, you're doing pretty well. You're staying on track. March hits and someone invites me out for cabbage and corned beef, I love corned beef so this does not aid in my plan. Green beer is too fun to say no to, so now things are a little off schedule. April brings around the darn chocolate bunnies that are too cute not to nibble on, and I start veering from my plan. Summer arrives. Once again, I realize I'm not looking so great, I wish to start the plan but decide to wait until,... January 1st! Therefore, I throw in the towel, toss in any hesitation or concern for weight or diet, munch all summer on chips, pizza, cheeseburgers and Cheetos. All caution is thrown to the wind. It's a human free-for-all. I become some kind of eating machine. Do you know what happens then? I go through the same thoughts all over again. Now, my tummy is more like a bowl full of Jelly which would work out great if I had a close friendship with Santa, but I don't.
Here we go again. This year I claim to be different. I tell my kids, I will fit into those pants that have filled an entire tub to the rim. I will wear those clothes I've been holding on to and waiting to fit into. I have to say, although the season of winter is not my favorite, I think I might get the most exercise in the winter. I find myself shoveling snow often, I take my kids sledding and climb the hill with them. I go downhill skiing, or snowshoeing, and I'm getting a good workout in that way. Yes, winter might actually be my busiest work out season. Who would have thought, a silver lining to long Michigan winters! Wow!
There you have it. New Year's Resolutions. Good luck with yours.
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