It’s almost the beginning of a new year, and also that time of year, the eleventh hour, when everyone resolves once again to do what they resolved to do at the beginning of the year – shape up, lose weight, and become healthier. Very few of us do achieve our lofty goals.
The other day a friend told me that she was now into a size 10. I was happy for her. It also made me think I don’t even know my size. Somehow size accountability went down the tubes along with the bathroom scale becoming dustier and my discovery of black stretch pants.
Almost everyone we know, including our parents now in their 70’s, has purchased new workout equipment or exercise applications for their smart phones. I am a strong proponent that it is never too late to start on the road to better health. As for myself, I have no excuse. I’m surrounded by hiking trails and can boast of a Crayola assortment of yoga mats. My biggest obstacle is to put my theoretical healthful living into actual daily practice.
For 2011 my resolution is to practice living fully in the present moment and to be thankful for my blessings. At this moment I’m thankful for stretch pants.