My life seems like a continuous loop of New Years - I'll start following a "schedule" next week, I'll start exercising next week, I'll diet next week, etc. and blah blah.
It's the way my brain works. The optimist wants to always believe that a-ha moment and fresh start is around the corner. The realist, or pessimist if we're really honest, is always ready to put it off another day.
I'm quite exhausted of this loop. There's not even an upside down loopity or a sharp drop for fun. This ride needs to end.
Today is my birthday, #48. Close to 50. Getting older by the moment. I think it's time to stick to a plan.
It's time to actually get in shape. It's time to read that book. It's time to clean the sock drawer. It's time to be the person I really want to be, the one I want to be remembered for being. It's time to love my family the way they deserve me to love them - and to love myself.
So, here's to another day of starting over. And here's to hoping it sticks.
