The Resolutionary War

I did my typical Tuesday routine today- went straight to the YMCA after work to get some time in on the treadmill and focus some time on my new venture of conquering the evil “Summit Climber” machine. Even though I spend most of my Tuesdays and Thursdays in the Cardio Room all by my lonesome, I knew today was going to be different. So I came prepared. Imagine me. Walking into this crowded workout room. The treadmills are roaring, the ellipticals are moving elliptically, and the stationary bikes are stationarily moving. And I’m decked out in every piece of running paraphernalia I could get my hands on. No mam. No sir. I was not going to be confused with the resolutioners in that room. I might not be a professional, but it was definitely not my first day at the rodeo. So me and my Turkey Burner 5K tech shirt, Garmin watch, Road ID, BIC Band in my hair, water bottle in my hand, and earphones in my ears, made our way to the only available treadmill, nestled in and started our workout. And then I tried Zumba for the first time ever and completely blew my cover. No matter how much stuff you have strapped to you to make yourself look like a seasoned pro, the magic is in your motion. Zumba moves cannot be imitated or replicated if you have 2 left feet and the inability to count to 8. These 2 things alone will scream amateur every time.

My husband called me a “New Year’s Scrooge” today, and there’s some truth to that. A lot of truth. Sure, I love midnight on December 31st when I get to kiss my husband and thank God for all the blessing I had over the past year, but I cringe when someone says “Happy New Year!” or “Have a happy New Year!” or the even more awful “See you next year” on December 31st. When is the year no longer new? Last year people were still telling me “Happy New Year” in February. Maybe they knew it rubbed me the wrong way or maybe they just didn’t realize the year is no longer new after about the 2nd week in January in my opinion. New Year’s resolutions have never really been my style. I’m the queen of procrastination, but I’ve never had the patience to put something off until the first of the following year. If I think I want to change something about myself and it strikes my fancy in the middle of, let’s say, June, I’ll start my change then. Please don’t take this the wrong way. I get the whole New Year’s resolution gig. New Year. Clean slate. Fresh start. Any day you decide to make a change about yourself for the better is a good day in my books, but if you can’t do it now, don't feel bad and certainly don’t think you have to wait until next year just because you missed the Weight Watcher’s sale or the discounted membership fee at your local gym. Changes don’t always have to occur on January 1st. You can make a change at any time in your life. And that’s the beauty of it.

So, as much as it pains me to say it, Happy New Year y’all! (Bah Humbug!)