The tree is down, the festive food is finally finished, the presents have all been stowed away and the kids are back at school. Life can now begin to return to normal.
Of course when I say normal I don't mean how it was before Christmas. Oh no, for some reason I now feel the need to set myself completely unrealistic daily targets just because the date has changed. This will of course lead to feelings of failure as I miss each of these targets (even though I am the only one that was responsible for setting them! )
While I fully accept that if one of my old school teachers had been asked to comment on my efforts last year it no doubt would have earned me a 'could do better', I've never understood why the middle of winter is the best time to begin turning your life around. The days are too short and the light is poor so getting more work done isn't really an option. It's too cold to be going out jogging, but the perfect temperature to be eating comfort food, not the best combination if exercising and losing weight is the intention. (It is however the perfect time of year if sitting in front of a roaring fire with a good book is on your list)
Doesn't it make more sense to wait until spring, when everything else around you is starting afresh? That way at least you can feel the momentum and go with it, spring in to action with a spring in your step ( do you get my drift?)
So this year I have no New Year's Resolutions, I'm saving them up and going for New Season's Aims.