Who cares if I still have an unworking Stairmaster in my barn?
[Last year’s resolution: By the end of 2015, I will have either fixed my Stairmaster machine or gotten rid of i])
Who cares if I’m still in the middle of Chapter 16 in a 21-chapter book?
[Last year’s resolution: By the end of 2015, I will have finished the first draft of Altitude (Book Three of the Flying Burgowski trilogy) and be actively re-revising the first half]
Who cares if I never got beyond the “we should get together for a walk or a cup of tea sometime, huh?” stage of inviting someone I don’t know well for a walk or a cup of tea?
[Last year’s resolution: By the end of 2015, I will have invited someone I would like to know better for a walk or a cup of tea]
As I wrote last year, “The secret to success is having really low standards.” It’s also, I believe, the maintenance of the feeling of forward progress–the alternative to which is stepping into that swamp of grumpiness and self-pity where the only escape is too much chocolate…you see where this leads, right?
So let me take a minute to celebrate the two resolutions that I DID keep last year:
- riding my bike in to work at least as often, if not more often, than driving: check!
- developing a fitness regimen that includes daily strength and stretching exercises: check!**
** ahem ** Honesty compels me to admit that I officially adopted said fitness regimen all of **cough** four days ago…but HEY. I’ve kept it up for four days, in 2015, so that still COUNTS.
And all of those so-far-unkept resolutions are just that, I’ve decided: not failed, just late bloomers. Who’s in charge here? That’s right. So here are my new low-resolution resolutions:
By the end of 2016 I will have…
- Finished, revised, and published Altitude
- Kept up my biking vs. riding to work ratio
- Kept up my daily fitness regimen (the secret to success here was Son Two’s idea: “Why don’t you do it while you watch The Daily Show, Mom?”)
- Made reservations for a 2017 trip to New Zealand to research my next novel (New Zealand?! Good on ya!)
…oh, and that Stairmaster? Maybe the unknown person I invite for a walk or a cup of tea will help me figure out what to do with it.
Got a resolution to share? Don’t believe in ’em? Tell me about it either way. And…Happy New Year!
Instead of resolutions, we write our predictions for the coming year. Hope to do this sometime on this first day of 2016.
Nice. You will have some good ones for 2016!