Just Another Girl On The IRT

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Thursday, January 01, 2009

Resolutions were made to be broken

Out with the old, in with the new. New Year's Resolutions? I need to keep the ones I made last year before scribbling Post-Its for motivation on the fridge. Instead of recycling the same proclamations I've held for the past 3 years running (adhere to a stricter budget, settle back into an exercise routine, stop smoking, ween myself off of takeout food 24/7, get serious about writing again) as if I won't simply lapse back into bad habits because they die hard, I figure to approach the battle this time in reverse.

Why fake the fitness with a SmartWater hours after the clock struck midnight when I really want a caramel macchiato? Why kid myself into thinking the newest ab contraption I wind up having buyer's remorse over won't wind up another standing clothes rack?

Maybe around the time we're giving postmortems on 2009, Ma Dukes won't feel the need to draw attention my many imperfections while I'm getting fitted and proclaim, "I think we've located the 'problem areas' right here."

Dare to dream.

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