OK, so here we are on the 14th of January, and the momentum that we had from the slingshot that is the New Year, and the good intentions that irrationally bubble up in its wake, is waning. I have at least three friends on Facebook who are doing juice fasts, I myself have gone on the wagon for the month. We as a group are in the grips of our desires to achieve our Aristotelian Ideal of ourselves. It is a bit of mystery why this ideal rears its unreasonable head at the beginning of each New Year. Perhaps, the whole notion of a fresh start, a blank slate is irresistible. But every choice that we have made up until this moment is still the same choice. Our lives are the same lives. We wake up on January 1st as ourselves, albeit maybe a little hung over. I have yet to witness personality transplants magically happening over night. So what to do?
Cut it out.
Stop the charade. But, say you, I really want to change. Fair enough. But let’s be clear, change is hard. So I will refer you back to my New Years post. Choose one thing. Low hanging fruit. Something do-able. Not easy, but do-able. Stop drinking soda. Take the stairs instead of the elevator. Drink a glass of water when you wake up in the morning. Write a thank you note. Bite your tongue instead of saying that mean thing. Once. One thing. Something reasonable.
You’ll feel so much better about yourself.