The Resolutions of a Pessimist

January 2 is like week-old snow – ugly, packed, exhaust-tainted snow. It’s the big holiday let-down day, a huge sigh, a feast day for pessimists, the day you stare down a long, cold month and pray for March.

I decided I need some challenges to keep from wallowing in January’s despair, so I came up with a few resolutions. Granted, I’m not a big resolution fan because if you ask most folks in June what their resolutions were from the new year, most would say they’d broken them months before, and I don’t like failure.

I’ve chosen a few that are more doable than train for a marathon, fit into a bikini by summer, or drink less alcohol. I at least have a shot at accomplishing one or more of these. I’m warning you: some of them are pretty girlie, so promise you won’t laugh. 

This year, I resolve to:

1. Use more moisturizer. This means I first have to accept that at 43 I no longer have the skin I had at 20. I had no idea the skin between my fingers and in the middle of my back could get so dry. My face drinks lotion like an old sot, so a sub-resolution is to not only moisturize in general, but to apply liberally throughout the day. This will make my body happy.

2. Take more baths. From 1999 to 2004, I weighed nearly 300 pounds. I didn’t fit comfortably in a tub, so I stopped taking baths. And I dearly love taking baths. When I started losing weight, it didn’t occur to me that I could fit in a tub again. It was a few months ago when I pulled on a pair of size 10 Levis that I thought, “Hmmm, I bet I could take a bath again.” Duh. But did I take a bath? No. I forgot. Then for Christmas my husband gave me a gift card for Bath & Body Works. I went shopping and bought lavender aromatherapy foam bath and marine mineral body wrap. All I need now is a neck pillow, candles and some *ahem* “reading” material. My goal is to be neck deep in bubbles tonight.

3. Do something different with my hair. My stylist, Ashley, and I have been together for a year now, and I’ve happily spent it covering my gray with a light brown base color and blond highlights. I think it’s time for a change, though. Maybe I need lowlights. Because Ashley is the only person I’ve ever known who “gets” my hair, I will trust her judgment. As for the curls, well, there’s little I can do about them except straighten them every day and that’s a big pain in the ass, especially with arthritic wrists. Maybe Ashley can teach me a few tricks with a curling iron.

4. Change up my ab routine. I finally got the nerve to talk to Doo-Rag guy at the gym and ask him about ab exercises. I told him I wanted more definition under my baby-producing belly and he showed me some awesome techniques. Just watching him demonstrate was worth asking him. Anyway, I now do four different ab workouts every day and I think maybe, just maybe, I see a new line developing under my rib cage. My next goal: pilates.

5. Blog more. This may be the hardest resolution to accomplish, but I’m going to give it the old college try. (Maybe another resolution should be to stop with the worn out clichés, too, but that one might be a lot like resolving to pay off my credit card debt by the end of the year – it simply won’t happen.) I have the time, now I have to acquire the discipline to write every day. This means I’ll have to expand my topics, think outside the box, and act like the writer I want to be. So, having said that, I will blog every other day rather than whenever the mood strikes. Discipline. That’s my word of the year.

I think I’ll stop with these five. I already feel better and it’s still January 2. Not bad for a pessimist, eh?

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