Hello New
Year. Hello new me.
Obviously not
starting on 1st January as everyone knows that’s the day to eat all the
leftover chocolate and down a shit load of full fat coke to shake off the old, hungover, 2018 me.
But January 2nd. Here we go.
Deep breath. Well deepish.
I wasn’t
expecting to wake up and be like, wow, I’m spiritually zenned out and motivated
to run a marathon.
I have,
however, been preparing for my radical transformation.
I’ve been
signing up to newsletters. Lots of newsletters. As well as diet websites,
running apps and calorie counting calculators.
These pledges
for the better, improved version of myself have almost exclusively happened at
about 2am when I can’t sleep.
And today, the
first day of the ‘new me,’ the only thing that’s altered is my massive inbox.
It turns out
I’ve signed up to everything.
The running
everyday for a month one, the giving up sugar one, 5.2 diet, keto diet,
Veganuary (how are you actually meant to say that anyway?) As well as the
classic dry January, of course.
I’m knackered
just looking at all the unread e-mails, which
doesn’t, incidentally, bode well with my ‘declutter in a year’ app, as I'm
meant to start with sorting out my digital and social media accounts.
By 10am, I’ve
had a-fucking-nough. I can’t find my trainers and I’ve
inhaled the kids’ left over crumpets without even realizing I’ve done it.
I’m completely
stressed and not sure if a glass of orange juice counts as part of a fruit only
cleanse or it it’s contravening the no-sugar diet.
And what the
fuck is a coffee bullet? And how can cream and cheese
make you thinner?
I think I’m
losing my mind.
So instead I
curl up with the kids, eat the chocolate coins my youngest has found down the
back of the sofa, and decide to do none of these things.
I can’t
resolve to be something I’m not.
I like
running. But not every day.
I like veggie
burgers, but also a big roast chicken on a Sunday.
I like coffee,
but not with butter and cream (surely I read that recipe wrong…)
And I like
wine. I love wine.
So this
January, I suggest we just be a bit kinder to ourselves.
Fasting every
other day might work for one person, but it equally might not for the next. And
actually, what the fuck does it matter anyway?
So whether you
have a glass of wine in your hand or not right now,
whether you’ve signed up to do a charity swim across the channel or live on raw
food for the next month, remember to also give yourself a break.
Allow
your inner voice be your greatest ally.
Let her shout
how brilliant you are and not how much you need to change.
Whatever other
pledges you have made for 2019, also resolve to be kind on yourself.
Happy New
Year.
Thank you so much for reading my blog over the years or months, or if this is the first time, ace as well!
I have written a novel with the same name, You Can Take Her Home Now, which is due to be published by Orion in late Spring, but you
can preorder it on Amazon now*
THANK YOU TIMES A MILLION, I WON'T LET YOU DOWN.
*I am jumping around the front room with such gusto that
the pelvic floor doesn't stand a chance every time I say
this out loud.
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