You don’t have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great. –Zig Ziglar
New Year’s Day. Who’s got their resolutions ready?
Well, not exactly anyway.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve made resolutions. I make them all the time, sometimes daily, but the fact that the current ones fall on New Year’s is more coincidental than planned.
I’m not a New Year’s Resolution hater, but I have two main issues with them. One, it makes people procrastinate. Take it from one of the world’s greatest procrastinators. Once upon a time if I wanted to start exercising and it was the first week of December, I would absolutely put it off until January.
My second—and bigger—issue is year-long resolutions are just…too long. I could probably be diagnosed with ADHD and my brain isn’t prepared to stick with anything for an entire year. There are a few exceptions. One yearly goal that always comes around is some form of time with God every day. This year I want to listen to the entire Bible (I’ve already discovered if I try to read it, it won’t happen), but other than that, I like smaller goals. Monthly is good, weekly is better. If I have a big goal like, say, finishing my book, I break it down into bite-size pieces. For instance, this month, I want to finish the first read-through/edit, and hopefully start a second one. I also have a list of books I want to read this year, but right now I only focus on a few.
Anyway, that’s why I don’t make “New Year’s” Resolutions. They’re too big and hard to follow through with. It sets a bad precedent. I mean, who wants to start the year as a failure?
I do, however, have a great big thing I’m about to do. Well, big for me. It’s health-related because, honestly, after all those holidays, who hasn’t made some kind of health goal for January?
A while back I joined a beta group for a new eating method (the creator doesn’t like the word “diet”) that would later be called the 131 Method. It’s a twelve week program, broken into three phases. You learn a TON about nutrition while figuring out what works for YOU. I really like how it puts me in the driver’s seat and allows me to tweak everything to fit me.
I’ve never completed all twelve weeks.
I know, shame on me, right? First I say it’s a great program, then I admit I’ve never finished it.
It’s that ADHD thing. That and lack of willpower. I wish I could channel my husband and see food as fuel but, to me, it’s meant to be delicious or not eaten.
To get back to my point, I’ve done the first month of the program twice—once during the beta test when the following months didn’t exist yet, and once when it became an official program. It was amazing. I felt amazing. So much energy. I was playing with my kids, working out, loved it.
Then came phase two. Phase two focuses on nourishing your body, getting vitamins, minerals, and all that good stuff through your food. In other words: vegetables.
I’m not good with vegetables. I can cut up carrot sticks, throw frozen peas into a pot, or make a basic salad, but that’s about it. Also, I hate salad. Why do the leaves have to be so big and hard to eat? I feel like a cow. Now chopped salad is good. I don’t mind chopped salad, but it’s more work and the kitchen and I aren’t destined to be best friends because…well, we just don’t like hanging out together.
Basically, I failed the vegetable phase. Fizzled out. Gone. It spoiled my previous progress and I never really got back into it.
I don’t even know what phase three is.
Now, though, I have a blog, which means accountability (also, I’ve discovered I can buy chopped salad from the grocery store). So I’m going to get back in the saddle and go through all three phases.
It’s going to be miserable.
And I’m going to feel great.
Here’s your official invitation to join me. There’s a new cycle starting on the 7th and I’m gearing up. You can find more info here. Or, if you have something else you prefer (Whole30? THM? Wanna quit soda or sugar for a while?) join me anyway. We can exult in how much energy we have while triumphantly/sorrowfully sharing about the mouthwatering (fill in the blank) we passed over.
In book news. I’m getting ready to send off the first fifty pages for an educational edit by that author I mentioned last month. I’m excited and terrified. I feel like Moses’s mother (obviously on a smaller, less dramatic scale), getting ready to set my baby adrift in a wild river. Wondering if it’s going to be eaten or rescued.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Happy New Year everyone!