I vow to not be a resolutioner.

A resolutioner is what I call the people that take up the treadmills at the gym until mid-February until they give up because no one can sustain going to the gym 7 days a week, every week.  Or those people at Whole Foods who are having a mini-freakout because they can’t find the organic kale that is absolutely crucial to whatever nasty drink they’re forcing themselves to consume 12 times a day.

The people I like are the ones who make the general resolutions….”I will be more active.”  “I will prepare healthy foods so I can choose those first.”  When you start adding specifics, in my opinion, you set yourself up for failure.  I should know since that has been me ever since I was old enough to write a list (I love lists, so it was probably early on) of things I wanted to change in the New Year.

This year, I’ve decided to take a different approach.  It’s still a list form, obviously, but not quite the “I need to lose 15lbs by June 1.”  PS, it was always June 1 as if that was the magical day that I had to definitely start wearing a bikini or something.  And I’ve ALSO decided that no resolutions can revolve around how I look in a bathing suit (though that might be a nice perk) because there will always be someone who looks 100x better than you in a bikini and another person who looks 100x worse.  No one is ever happy.

My resolutions for 2014….

1. Blog regularly (You’re welcome).

2. Run a PR at the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler in April.

3. Take time to prepare food on Sundays so I’ve got something healthy to reach for when I can’t bring myself to turn on the oven.

4. Make significant progress on my masters degree.

5. Try new fitness classes (FlyWheel, Pure Barre, and a trapeze class are definitely on the list!)

6. Accept that I can’t control everything.

Due to the placement of New Years this year, I decided that my resolutions started today.  Let’s be honest, I live in Philly, home of the Mummers.  They’re obviously not going to start on January 1.  Then January 2-4, you’re probably too hungover to even pretend like you’re going to choose the carrots and hummus over the pancakes/cheese/nachos that someone is undoubtedly waving in front of your face.  This year, I decided to be ok with it.

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My beautiful friends plus the guy we were CONVINCED looked like Rory McIlroy. Probably because he was wearing a golf hat and we had been out for hours by this point.

So, I sit here after having prepared some spaghetti squash concoction that smells heavenly and involves so many veggies and packed a yoga bag for class tomorrow.  Day one of my resolutions complete…359 more to go. 🙂

3 thoughts on “I vow to not be a resolutioner.

  1. Megan January 5, 2014 / 9:13 pm

    I’m in for trapeze!!

    • annibanani2 January 6, 2014 / 11:34 am

      Yes! I’ll find out the specifics!

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