I make new year’s resolutions every year. And every year I fail. I actually recently found a list of goals for 2015 and guess how many actually happened? Zero. They were things like ‘Give up carbs’ and ‘Run 3 x week and Pilates 2 x week’ and ‘Blog 3 x weekly’. Ain’t nobody got time for that, especially not a mum of two little boys with a business, a renovation and a Netflix addiction.
Clearly, something is really wrong with my goals. This year, after completing the workbook for The Resolution Project (and ending up in happy-ish tears) I have decided on two guiding affirmations, rather than strict but totally unachievable goals. They are…
I can do hard things.
A lot of the stuff that I don’t do but want to (write more, take bigger risks, finally get more into roller derby, tackle my weird food shit) is based on a fear of failure, rejection and pain. By telling myself to be brave and that I can do hard things, it will help shift the day-to-day decisions I make about facing the hard stuff.
In light of this, I am planning on implementing a few strategies. This year is the Year of Hard But Rewarding Things – writing more, both here and elsewhere; weekly roller derby training; and the hardest one – no dieting. Wish me luck.
To being brave and doing hard shit!