RESOLUTION

What is it about this time of the year that forces us, even the most anti establishment and contrary, to re-evaluate and reassess ourselves? I have fought the good fight, but this thing is everywhere. We are all fallible and no one is having that perfect life, but how many times can we hit reboot before we just make peace with our imperfect selves. Love ourselves for who we really are? No one escapes the self-critical self, but we manage to miss the part of our self that loves everything we do. How is that. So today, I actually got a chance to catch Oprah and she's all about this Best Life series. Even The Great O has fallen off the infamous wagon. Good ol Dr. Oz gave like a million lists with sublists and all these things one should know to live that ever elusive BEST LIFE EVER. One of the best questionnaires was the 3 questions you should ask yourself.

They are:
1. What's been holding you back from getting healthy?
2. Why are you worthy of getting healthy this year?
3. What are your specific goals for 09 and what are your hurdles for each goal?

I answered these questions and you can check em out by clicking the title for this blog entry. It was useful, and insightful. I recommend it for anyone looking for a solution. One thing though, continues to keep my wheels spinning: What did our grandmothers do? They didn't have all this stuff! Did they ever fall off the wagon? I bet they did. Well what I for sure is this: The wagon is designed to fall off. Vices, addictions and bad habits are the result of weakness. Sometimes you just can't hold on to the sides because you're weak. We are all WEAK! Have you ever actually ridden on a wagon? Even the little red one of our childhood had nothing to really hold onto. We just had to be strong enough to ride out the bumps, but how many times did we fall out simply because there was no seat belt or safety harness? This has brought me to my latest epiphany: Those of us who fall from the wagon, should not be angry at ourselves (all the time), we should blame the wagon!!!
After a wonderful week of the double edged sword that is love and affection from the toughest critics on the planet [The Children of Maude Gray], I have decided to fight hard for the body of my youth. I seem to still have the mindset, just not the thighs of my 20 year old self. So, I hit the gym today for day two of the better me plan. Like all the other January-Gym Folk, I am familiar with the glares of the regulars (which is why I go an hour and a half prior to closing). This decision alone means I will have an empty gym and all the good equipment to myself.
This is a re-re-re-restart for me, and so I don't so much count the working out as part of the so-called New Year's Resolution(s) that I haven't really made, but what the heck it fits in. Let me know how it's going in your neck of the woods.