Three months seems to be the upper limit of my willpower when it comes to New Year’s Resolutions.
When March rolled around, that’s when it started: missed meditation sessions, the occasional loaf of banana walnut bread, blog posts that never got written, mornings when I didn’t hit the pool. By mid March, I threw up my hands and declared a holiday. Then when the end of March was in sight, I promptly got myself onto a three-day juice cleanse under the premise that a gut-based reset was all I needed to reboot the rest of my systems.
I have to say it worked. I feel lighter. (Well, I am lighter.) There’s a bit more clarity (again) about why I’m doing all the things I’m doing anyway: the sitting practice, the writing practice, the mindful eating, and all the other things that seemed like such fabulously good ideas when the year was new and my energy was fresh.
Now it’s the start of a new quarter, and it’s as good a time as any to recommit and reconnect to the whys that drive the what-I-dos and how-I-dos. Honestly, we should have New Quarter Resolutions instead of New Year’s Resolutions. They just seem, I don’t know, more realistic.