A few years ago, I stopped setting new year’s resolutions. I found that tying myself to a precise goal like “lose 15 pounds” or “go for a run three days per week” led to frustration rather than motivation. If I had a particularly busy week and missed my goal or crammed in some unhealthy frozen food after coming home late from work, I let the temporary detour throw me off entirely and eventually gave up on making any progress.
But I still believe the end of the year is as good a time as any to take stock of my life and figure out what is working — and what isn’t. Instead of setting concrete goals, each January I create intentions for the year ahead.
I also publish these intentions publicly. Not that I believe any of you track my progress. IBT blowing up enough that I have readers with parasocial relationships would be a good problem to have. Rather I share my intentions on my blog as a form of self-discipline. Even knowing no o…
Comments
Nothing yet. Say the first thing.
Sign in to join the conversation.