Current Status: Optimistic
Food Consumed: Peanut butter & honey donuts
On The iPod: I Could Never Belong to You; Sarah Blasko
Word Count: 9,550 (since last week)
New Year’s Resolutions are a waste of time – I never stick to them, and in fact, probably break them in that first week of the new year. So I refuse to make them.
I have, instead, set myself “goals” for the year ahead (and no, they are not the same thing as a resolution).
Goal # 1: I will write more. I will not give into writer’s block, I will stop being so pedantic and worrying about who would ever want to read what I’m writing – there will be just me, the page, and the words. Nothing else matters other than that. So, I shall write.
Goal # 2: I will not be such a whiny bitch. You heard me.
Goal # 3 (and this, perhaps, the hardest of all): I will stop feeding myself a bunch of crap, get healthy and get fit. That means exercise – more than just the one 20-minute walk a day I force myself to do. That means hard labour. Oh, help me, Wii Fit!!!
I think that will do for starters.