I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. For the most part, I make nightly resolutions in the belief that each day starts a new year. Every night I resolve that I will exercise, take a walk, eat breakfast, eat lots of vegetables, take my vitamins, don’t stay up late, get up earlier, and spend less time on the Internet, though now I have to resolve to spend more time online — all of a sudden, I’ve been forgetting to log on for days on end. So much for my Internet addiction! And I resolve to write a page a night. For some reason, my addiction to writing also simply disappeared. Usually I keep about two of those resolutions each day — I write my page a day and take a walk, or I write my page a day and eat a big raw vegetable salad. Or write my pate and follow through on one of my numerous other resolutions.
Still, even though New Year’s Day is just another day for me, I do have a New Year’s ritual: I try to do that day what I would like to do every day for the rest of the year in the hopes that whatever I do, I will continue to do. So, in that spirit, yesterday I woke relatively early, lifted a few weights, did a bit of air bicycling, took my food supplements, went for a short walk, ate a lot of vegetables, did a bit of unplanned housecleaning (and I do mean just a bit), wrote my page. Whew! Good thing New Year’s only comes once a year. I’m exhausted!