New Year!

New Year, New You! Or, so they say...

So, here we go. Another year gone by. Another 365-ish days to go. Good Lord, whatever am I going to do with myself? What can I screw up this year? So many options....so little time.

I've decided not to do resolutions this year. Frankly, there is no accountability in resolutions. So, I've decided to list 'goals' for the year. After some thought, here are the ones I've decided on:

1) Cook more: one fridge full of leftovers + a new little crockpot + awesome recipes = no excuses. I mean, really - how hard can this shit be? Apparently, hard enough. My sort-of-pesky brother-in-law taught me how to make turkey stock over Christmas...although I wasn't really paying attention. My sister taught me how to do a ham, but I scored the meat too thick and it looked like meat from a ham-salad sandwich by the time I was done. I also didn't know the difference between a 'ham' and 'pork'. I just thought they both came from a pig, but oooohhhhh noooo - one is smoked. Who'd have thunk it?

My mother says I'm too impatient when I cook. I want instant gratification, and cooking is not about that. Which leads me to goal #2...

2) Be more patient: I'm not talking driving patient, because frankly, I am a very good driver. I'm just very comfortable behind the wheel is all, and if you're not, then get out of my way.

What I am talking about is just being more...patient. About everyday stuff. Stuck in a line because the stupid-head in front of me is counting out $4.00 worth of change? Relax! That person I am standing behind at the bank machine who is taking forever because they are making 100 deposits, paying 4 months' worth of bills and transferring money to 200 different accounts? No problem! OK, maybe that is a problem - go to a f*cking teller, YOU NUT! Sorry...where was I? Right! Be more patient!

3) Less juice. And by juice, I mean less rum. (Sorry, I'm parched after that last bit....I'm just going to take a sip....)  Anyhow, less juice throughout the week, which means more juice on the weekend!! Or not. I'd like to feel better about myself, and this is a big part of it. So, you know. I'm working on that one. (Sllluuurrrrp.)

4) Excercise! Ok, I have to admit, even I am proud of myself on this one. I have been going to a spin class for the past 3 weeks, and I'm surprised how little it took me to hate my teacher. He's a DEMON. So is that b*tch who leads the class on Saturday. But, I keep going back. So obviously that makes me a sadist.

I used to run all the time - doing half marathons, 30-k Around the Bay's, different other races - and I loved it. I felt so good running, I can't even tell you. But then I lost my interest. It felt better laying in bed, feeling blue, or laying on the couch, feeling blue, than meeting my friends for a nice run. And then when I decided to go, I hurt my leg enough that I couldn't walk up stairs. And now I can't run. Because I was a dummy and didn't go get it fixed. So, you know. I'm a dummy. Did I say that already?

Spinning has really helped me though, mentally and physically. I don't think I'll ever be a size 10 again  (I love cheese too much) but as long as I try, try, try again at spin class I don't care. At least I'll try not to care. I find I walk into work a little happier in the morning when I go to class in the morning, and that makes a HUGE difference. Say that with a French accent - a huge différence. Love it.

Other than that, there's the usual: get healthy financially, blah blah blah. I think four goals is good enough for now. I mean, who could handle more than that?