New Year's Resolutions?

Well, it's time for a fresh start.  It's the time of resolutions and new beginnings.  I'm actually not big on New Year's Resolutions.  Why?  Well, because I'm a very good starter, but I'm a horrible finisher.  I've have lots of grand ideas, but I'm not so hot at the follow through.  Therefore, if I do make resolutions, I tend to forget them or quit within a few months of making the resolution.  Last year I was going to follow FlyLady.  She's the chick who has tips and projects everyday for organizing your home and keeping it clean.  Um, that lasted about four weeks, if that long.  My sink was shiny for awhile, but frankly I got bombarded with emails from her and got sick of hitting the delete button.  We're talking 14 emails a day all conveying how FlyLady had changed all these women's lives.  I was already signed up, they didn't have to "sell" me on FlyLady.  I got mad about it and said, "Forget you!  You're getting on my nerves."  I deleted the account and that was it for FlyLady...and my clean shiny sink.

So, this year I'm not making a resolution.  I know myself to well.  If I call it a resolution, it'll never make it past the six week mark.  What I am going to do is try to be a healthier version of myself.  Not that I won't eat anything fattening and yummy. 

MMMM.  Nope.  That wouldn't last more than a week.  The no carb thing?  No way!  I love my carbs and by day two, I would be mad as a hornet and Hubby would be begging me to eat a biscuit.

 I will try to be more aware of what I eat.  I will try and eat more veggies, although I will probably not enjoy it.  I will work out more, including more cardo - ICK!  I will continue to accept that I will not ever be a size 2,4,6 or probably even an 8.  We are not all meant to be a size 4.  I HATE it when diet commercials say, "I was a size 20 and now I'm a size 4, and you can be too!"  Um, no thanks.  I don't want to be a 4!  Since when is size 4 supposed to be everyone's goal size?  I mean, if your body is a size 4, then that's great, but I would look a little odd as a size 4.  If I get smaller than a 10, I start to look unbalanced.  Not even to mention that I have to starve myself and work out like a crazy peson to get down to an 8.  Okay, enough ranting.  Sorry. 

So, my ultimate goal would be to look like

Fergie.  She has the best legs!  Granted, if I wanted all of her curves, I would need more than the gym...say a scalpel, some silicone and an extra $10,000 to give a well qualified plastic surgeon.  But, she is great inspiration, at least for the bottom half. 
Knowing myself as I do, I know I need a goal in my head - usually an event to look forward to, which will help me stick to my plan.  There are two major events coming up this year that I will use to try to keep myself on track. 

Yes, people, I am turning 40 in less than a month.  I just cannot be that chick that turns 40 and is a big fat, out of shape slug.  I may not be thin, but I can be strong.  Isn't that cake awesome, by the way?  I don't know who "CBC" is, but she got a great cake!  It's from SheBakesCakes, which oddly enough was posted on January 29th of last year, which is my birthday.   Weird! 

The other thing that should keep me on track is my Hubby's 20th high school reunion.  We didn't go to his 10th because I was huge pregnant, but I am determined to go to this one, and I can't go fat.  After all, he is younger than me, which means everyone there would be younger than me.  I refuse to look like the old lady of the group! 

Okay, so there you have it.  My non-resolution commitment.  I'll give it my best to be a healthier me. 

Do you make resolutions?

P.S.  My beloved Hogs are playing in the Sugar Bowl tonight.  WOOOOOOOOOOOO PIG SOOIE!  GO HOGS! 

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