I don’t really see the point in making New Years resolutions. I am awful at keeping them. Majorly awful. Yet, I still do it, every year.
My problem is I build them up to be amazing and life changing. I expect changes to happen over night, yes I’m mainly talking about dieting. I seem to expect that because I ate a salad for dinner and then go for a walk that I should be a size 10 by tomorrow morning. I wake up still, clearly, not a size ten and decide “Ah bugger it, bacon roll (or 3) it is!” Then I get depressed I haven’t lost any weight.
^This. Always cheers me up when I’ve failed. Chocolate and Wine please. Now.
I make my goals unachievable. Setting myself up to fail every time. Not this year. This year I will make small easy to manage aims. I tiny changes to my everyday life, in order, not to lose weight, but to be healthier. In the hope that the small things will add up to a big difference.
So. I’ll let you know how I’ve gotten on next year! Maybe…