I always get a kick out of the buzz at the Fitness Center right after January 1st. Many more feet on treadmills, many more arms lifting weights than in December. People work out with their resolutions fresh in their minds. Fresh faces, fresh resolutions, and by February most of them have faded.
I’ve never made a New Year’s resolution. It feels like procrastinating. Once I know I have to change my exercise routine, or change my diet, I do it. I see no point in putting it off till a new year comes around. I recognize that when the number of the year changes, people reevaluate their lives. I’d prefer to reevaluate on an ongoing basis and make changes whenever I realize they’re needed. If I can manage it. If, if, if!
There’s a lot that must be done NOW, in our own lives, and in the life of the planet. It’s hard to pinpoint the tipping point, hard to know at what point all that off-putting putting off will turn out to be fatal. Will this trans-fat dose or cigarette puff or cell phone conversation while driving be your last? It definitely won’t be if you skip it altogether!