I read an article that says the most common resolutions are to eat healthy, get more exercise and save money. That seems natural. It's like after a war. You take a look around at the rubble and decide the first priority is infrastructure. And food and exercise are the two things most associated with our human infrastructure. We won't even mention the money one. After recounting the Christmas spending, that's likely to bring on a bout of post-traumatic stress.
The article also said at least a third of us don't bother making resolutions. This year I joined the ranks of the realists. For the first time in years I never made a resolution—an official one, that is. The wake up in the morning every day and resolve ad infinitum not to touch the leftover cherry pie—sort of like the movie Groundhog Day—, doesn't really count.
I have found that the best time to make a resolution isn't January 1st. It's in November. That way you have a successful track record under your belt before the Christmas goodies come out. And of course, there's room under that belt now that you've foregone those maple glazed doughnuts and the Timmies' double doubles.
I think resolutions are also better phrased in general terms. If you promise yourself to lose x amount of pounds or spend so many hours a week at the gym, you're doomed. The first setback and you're lost in a sea of self-recrimination. The resolve has left your backbone. For me, it's so much easier to couch it in simpler goals, like eat a little healthier or walk when you get the chance. There's less room for failure and besides, I'm the Queen of rationalization. I can talk myself out of anything.
So whether you've made resolutions or not, kept them or broken them, I hope you have an excellent 2018. Here's to us all!