No New Resolutions
Yes, you heard me. As I was sitting down to think about my 2010 resolutions (it's already the 8th)I glanced over at the book shelf and there was my 1996 resolution staring me in the face: Complete works of William Shakespeare. I picked it up and apparently I only made it 56 pages before I gave out on that one.
My favorite each year is: Be an athlete. Like a lean, mean athletic machine. So I hit it hard, I buy a new tube of Bengay and a big bottle of Advil. You guessed, after a week of my house smelling like Bengay I decide as long as I can fit into my favorite jeans, I’m athletic enough.
As back up for my no resolutions theory, I watched an Eckhart Tolle DVD last night and he reminded me that there is no future, there is only now. Now I still fit into my favorite jeans.
Just in case he’s wrong I’m off to workout and tonight I’ll start Taming of the Shrew.
Liz Weaver

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