I don’t believe in making New Year’s Resolutions, because they’re too easily broken and it’s too simple to get discouraged when not succeeding at them. Resolving is a commitment that it will be done, and realistically, that resolution is not always within our grasps. I’m also not one to jump onto the ‘New Year, New Me’ bandwagon, for two reasons: one, you do not suddenly become a new version of yourself simply because you declare it. Change takes time, and work. Second, it’s also kind of redundant. We are continuously changing into new, different versions of ourselves (and hopefully better ones). Whether by incident or design, circumstances or choices, who we are is constantly developing, shaping and reshaping.
In the beginning of 2014, my only hope was that it would be the first good year after what I like to call the seven years of hell. I was tired of everything that could go wrong going wrong, and for once just wished for a year where the good outweighed the bad.
2014 did just that. For the first time in my life, things not only improved, but didn’t seem to have that improvement greeted by something else going majorly wrong. Save for my health taking a turn for a worse due to my PCOS and the medication needed to battle it, there was a lot of good.
The end of the year brought relief from my PCOS. I won’t go into the details, and whether you believe in the power of prayer or not, that is what I attribute it to. It literally just… changed one day. Regardless of how it happened or how anyone wants to believe it happened, I can say that I am done with the medication and for the first time in five years, my body is, well doing what it should be. I haven’t gained excessive weight as I did any other time I attempted to stop the medication, and after a year of not being able to hold down anything I ate, I haven’t been getting sick.
Which brings me into the New Year. Because of my PCOS I’ve spent the last few years obsessed with the idea of losing weight. The lack of being able to do so has kept my stress levels far higher than they should be. I do need to lose weight. While I’m fortunate enough that I carry the weight well, I still am close to 40 lbs overweight. But right now, that’s not my biggest concern. My biggest concern is getting my health back – focusing on eating well, on being active, and becoming healthier overall. Weight-loss should, ideally, be a side-effect of that, but if not, at this point I am refusing to stress out about it.
I would also like to see myself get a few of the books I’ve been working on completely written over the next year. I’ve been sitting on them for a while, waiting for the right time. But, as I said in my post a few months back, there’s no such thing as the right time. The more I wait, the more the ideas gather dust and progress will never be made.
Having just surpassed my first year of reporting full-time, I want to take this next year to shape myself into a better, more efficient reporter. I know I turn out quality work, and work well with the deadline, but now I want to take it up a notch. Work well before the deadline, turn out more, and have more of a cushion. I have no doubt I can achieve this, it will just mean eliminating some of the distractions, like Facebook.
I’m certain the year will bring it’s own changes as well, and as always, I’ll be just along for the ride.
What are some of the thoughts you carry over into the New Year?