I’m not a slave to the number on my scale, nor do I feel the need to resolve to change my diet simply because we’re rolling over into a New Year. No, I’m one of those people who typically judges my body shape based on how my clothing fits.
Recently I wondered if my clothes dryer was malfunctioning because all of my garments seemed to be getting smaller. But that appears to be a direct result of a festive and joyous holiday season where I enthusiastically ate, drank, and was merry. I think the time for me to put on my white wig and start judging myself is finally upon us.
So yes, this year I may partake in some dietary moderation, and I may even increase the frequency of my current exercise routine (you know, from zero to something more than zero times per week).
My shrinking clothes weren’t my only clues that I might need to put down the fork, and step away from the leftovers either. Here’s a few other reasons I probably shouldn’t carry my holiday lifestyle over into 2014:
1. I have a terrible case of muffin top in my jeans…my pajama jeans.
2. Leftover turkey, ham, and meatballs has left me with a terrible case of the meat sweats.
3. My mouth says, “My diet has been pretty good this holiday season…” But my corduroy pants say, “Swoosh! Swoosh! Liar! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
4. Cut me and I’d bleed a sweet, cinnamon glaze.
5. It occurred to me that drinking right from the gravy boat might be a legitimately genius way to get more gravy fast.
6. After enjoying a plate of cookies, watching A Christmas Carol, and falling asleep on the couch, I was awoken and visited by 3 spirits – Julia Child the Ghost of Cookie Past, Mrs. Fields the Ghost of Cookie Present, and Wilford Brimley the Ghost of Cookie Future (and Diabeetus).
7. I’m all out of cake anyway.
What about you? Are you a New Year’s resolver? If so what’s your resolution for 2014? Leave me a comment; I love hearing from you!
Wishing you all a New Year full of happiness, health and laughter! Thanks for being a part of 2013 and (hopefully) 2014 as well!