The tumbling over of one year to the next is traditionally seen as a time to slew off bad habits and replace them with dizzyingly good ones in the hope of creating improved versions of ourselves. Thus far in 2015 I haven’t done
much anything on the self-improvement front, not, I hasten to say, because there is no need for a dose of betterment but because I have been blindingly slothful since the start of the year.
I am in two minds about New Year’s resolutions. I recently read two interesting and wildly differing articles about them: Oliver Burkeman’s piece in The Guardian and Maria Popova blog post on Brian Pickings. I am more drawn to Oliver Burkeman’s piece as just reading the list of resolutions from some of humanity’s greatest minds that Maria Popova put together made me feel dizzy. Engaging thought they are if I were to try to do either some or all of them I doubt I would have an atom time for anything else.
I claim I don’t make resolutions. What I do instead is to draw up a series of to-do lists. In reality, I suppose, these are resolutions by another name. However this year I did make some proper resolutions one of which was to join a gym. That was cheating as joining was super easy, I just turned up and signed on the dotted line. Ergo resolution achieved. Well, only sort of, because what I really want is to get fitter and that means going to said gym three times a week. At my first session I got a print out of various measurements such as my: fat mass, BMI, muscle mass, visceral fat rating, fat mass, bone mass … I don’t pretend to understand fully what they all mean but sadly most of the figures show that there is plenty of scope for improvement. So for me 2015 is The Year of The Gym.
Another resolution I made is the last one mentioned in Oliver Burkeman’s article, if you didn’t click-through it’s: ‘resolve to cut everyone a massive amount of slack, including yourself.’ And on that note I am forgiving myself for my grinding laziness these past two weeks.
My final resolution is not to jump in and write ‘an apology’ post when I am absent from the blog. According to an article I read about blogging to do so is presumptuous as it assumes that readers are hanging around waiting for your next post. If only! However old habits die hard, so, I will just say in advance that I may be missing from blogland from time to time in 2015 but if I am I will return.
Happy New Year (belatedly).