I’ve never had much truck with resolutions. While perhaps in youth I was idealistic enough to believe that a new year could inspire me to break a long-practised bad habit or attitude, with age has come wisdom and the knowledge that you really have to want to make the change, not simply know you should.
Over a couple of decades or so I learned that by setting what was often a hopeless goal I was also setting myself up to fail. As that could happen often enough without me providing an easy opportunity, I did, therefore, give up pronouncing any intent for change on Jan. 1.
However, looking back this year at the way I’ve been eating, the notion that some lifestyle changes are in order hasn’t been lost on me. Starting them now after all the eats and drinks of the holiday season, seems as good a time as any.
This time I have no worries about failing though. It’s simply not feasible because any improvement over the way I’ve been eating the past few weeks is good. The way I see it, a salad a week will be progress.
Should I need a little inspiration though perhaps I can find it in these delectable photos:
