I was thinking today, as I sometimes do, about various things of major and lesser import. Among those things was this: I made no New Year’s resolutions for 2013. Not that it’s unusual for me; I rarely make New Year’s resolutions, for 2013 or any other year. But this year, it’s different. This year, I need to make some changes. I’ve allowed myself to deviate from some good habits and to adopt some bad ones, so it’s time for a few changes. Here are some of the more significant ones:
- Before the month of March spills into April, I will adopt a regular regimen of walking…significant walking, with enough energy and speed and regularity to do good things for my cardio-vascular system and my weight.
- No later than I return to walking, I will swear off booze, except for no more than 3 beers per week inasmuch as I plan to make beer (or ale or stout).
- Each and every day, I will make a point of doing something that’s hard for me to do…I know what I mean, even if others reading these words may not.
- Using diet and exercise and discipline, I will make steady and irrevocable progress toward at least reaching my preliminary target weight of less than 170 pounds.
There are plenty of other things I need to change. I’m old enough now to change. I’m nearly 60. Until now, I was a mere child who could without guilt be self-centered and semi-irresponsible. When one reaches 60, some of that irresponsibility must erode, only to be replaced with other things. The question, of course, is…what?
Well, it wouldn’t be beyond reasonable to replace at least a little of my irreverence with something a little more solemn, don’t you think?
Time will tell. It always does.