By
1 pm on New Years Day I had broken almost all my New Years resolutions.
Even
the things that I hadn’t officially resolved to do – but should do on a regular basis – I hadn’t done. I hadn’t started my
day with a glass of water, I hadn’t done my lymphedema exercises, hadn’t put
dog boots on Jed, had forgotten to take my Tamoxifen, and I had Maple Whiskey
with breakfast.
In
my defense, the Whiskey was splashed into my coffee by my spectacular hostess
at brunch and was considered medicinal due to the weather. And, once I’d had
that little pick-me-up, it would have been rude to turn down the pink champagne
for the New Years Day toast.
One
of my resolutions is to set new goals and follow through with them. I’ve I had
an excellent excuse for the last few years to stay still, but 2014 is
different. This year we’re just down to nipples and liposuction. How long can
that possibly take?
So
when my yoga studio offered an evening with a Life Coach, I signed on. Her talk
was about setting goals & setting intentions, and it seemed like the
perfect way to start the year. But
by the time Friday night rolled around, I was thinking of ways to get out of
it. Firstly it was freezing and I didn’t feel like going out. Secondly, I
really hate group activities, especially those involving shared feelings or
vegetarian food. This would include both.
And
thirdly, my friend, who had planned on coming with me, cancelled at the last
minute. So I figured it would be pretty easy to unset my goals to go to my
‘setting goals’ seminar. I could also reset my intention, thereby creating a
new intention to spend a cozy evening on the couch.
But
I got up and put on my coat. How, so
early in the year, could I avoid an evening where the only requirement was to
show up? So I went. And I pretended to enjoy the hummus
(yuck) and I shared a little about myself. And I learned a little about fear,
and regret, and what holds us back.
They
say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. (Personally I think it’s
paved with hummus – but that’s just me). If indeed it is paved with intentions
I’ve paved many a road. But luckily I've broken all my resolutions so the pressure is off. This year I'm going to concentrate on goals, cus I aints paving no more roads in
2014.
At
least not this week.
