New Year's Resolutions?

It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me and I’m feelin’ good.

The ball drops in Times Square, the fireworks go off worldwide, another 940 million kilometre journey around the Sun has passed, and yet again I’m hitting the booze lamenting yet another wasted year. Last year was actually worse than most due to the high that 2008 finished on.

Is this not preferable to running outside in the rain?

Luckily, misery loves company, and I am confident that I have plenty of that. How do I know? All of this hackneyed tripe about New Year’s Resolutions. For all people’s good intentions, almost naught will come of it, besides filling the coffers of gyms up and down the country. There’s a few fairly obvious reasons why starting a get fit regime won’t work when you start in the middle of winter; it’s wet, cold, dark and generally unpleasant to move away from the cosy fireside. You’re better off trying the whole fitness thing starting in March-ish, and start by running around the park or having a kick around. Hold onto your gym membership cash until the end of the summer when you know you can actually keep up the health thing for a prolonged period of time.

For a New Year’s resolution that will work, it has to be something that can be easily done in bad weather. That’s why writing this blog is the perfect New Year’s resolution. Through an aligning of the planets, over the last week I have become imbued with new found sense of optimism. Old friends coming home with their tall tales from London and new friends with their not-so-tall tales (yeah, that’s right a made a bad joke about your height). Nothing gets you in the mood for new adventures like funny and fun-filled fairytales of friends (+10 points for alliteration).