At the end of each year, I am reluctant to write down any New Year’s Resolutions partly because I try not to think about all the things I should be doing, and also because writing down a list of potential failures just doesn’t sound like a fun time. Feel me on this?
I read a stat somewhere recently that only 8% of Americans will follow through and achieve their New Year’s goals.
So what you’re really saying is that the odds are not in my favor.
I am pretty confident that I am not the only person who starts every year (or every Monday) with good intentions for both their goals and their enthusiasm. We tell ourselves that we will accomplish! We will succeed! We will finally follow through! And then we falter for a moment and all of our self-assurance and self-confidence gets tossed straight out the window.
And we repeat this year after year, week after week, day after day.
I jokingly posted a photo of myself and a bowl of ice cream on Instagram 14 minutes into 2016 stating that I had already failed at my resolution to eat healthier. I was partly joking. But I was also partly serious. As I grabbed the bowl of creamy delight from the ladies at the event we were at, I joked that it was okay to eat the ice cream because my diet start in the morning, right? Or better, my diet starts Monday. They laughed with me and walked away feeling all the emotions. I quickly shrugged them off and told myself that I was better than this.
I’m tired of feeling guilty. So, today I sat down and decided to write down goals for myself. No strings attached. No pressure.
What do I really feel like I am capable of?
What do I really desire for myself and for my family?
Are any of these things realistic?
The list is not long, and the goals are noble and doable. Nothing like, “I will get back into the same pair of jeans I wore when I was 18.” (Because I’m a 32 year old mother of 2…not a shape-shifter.) I want to be more disciplined, more vulnerable, more honest, and more spontaneous. I want to play more and be lazy less. I want to be healthier not just physically, but mentally and spiritually. I want to dream bigger and let nothing hold me back. I want to love harder. I want to be wild and free.
These may seem generic to you, but they all have special significance in my world. Some of these goals are for me, some of them are for my relationships, and some of them are for my family. And each individual goal sets me, and those around me, up for big wins because they push me to be a better human regardless.
Even though a new year is a great time to set goals and dream big for yourself and your family, don’t feel like you have to wait until next year if you don’t get to it until February. If it makes you feel any better about when you get to it, I usually wait until around September and then try to “finish strong”.
Don’t be afraid. 2016 could hold big things for you and yours if you just allow it to. Or maybe you will start something in 2016 that will make 2017 your dream year. As Nike so famously says, “Just do it”. Don’t let fear get the best of you.