Actually, mine are Halloween resolutions, made in the midst of eating–you guessed it– a Butterfinger for breakfast one morning. It was at that point that I realized I have little self control and possibly even less discipline. Well… I always knew that. But I guess it was at that point that I decided I wanted to do something about it. I wanted to be more disciplined.
Perhaps, I will never be considered a really disciplined person. One of the few who get up and go for a run every morning, eat hard boiled eggs and tuna, and read their Bibles everyday. Those who floss every night before bed and can pass up a piece of chocolate cake. In fact, I’m quite sure that will never be me. And I’m growing more okay with the thought.
Regardless, I want to be more disciplined than I currently am. I want to set some goals and see what I’m made of, if you will. And maybe, just maybe, be proud of my accomplishments.
You see, things have never really been hard for me. I don’t mean to sound naive, or cocky, or spoiled but it’s basically true. Part of it has to do with the fact that I was born into a great middle class family in the United States of America and part of it has to do with the fact that I don’t attempt difficult things. If it seems like something I can do, I try it. But if it seems too hard, too difficult and to take too much time, energy, and discipline you can count me out.
So I decided to set some goals. Goals that could not (in any way shape or form) be accomplished without discipline, without effort. I figured by setting challenging goals I will be forced to go outside of my normal way of operating and get out of my comfort zone.
Here they are. In the next year I will:
1. Run a half marathon
2. Read the Bible cover to cover
Some people would not be intimidated by these goals, but they scare the heck out of me. I’ve read the entire Bible before (not in a year) and I’ve done some running (not more than a 10k). So what actually scares me most isn’t making these goals, it is sharing them with you!
Aye, there’s the rub! No, not death, something much worse: accountability. Accountability. That’s what we are all lacking isn’t it?
So here’s my confession to you accountability partner:
Four days into the new year and I have been behind on my Bible reading every day. However, I am pleased to report that as of tonight I am caught up!
As for running…that hasn’t really happened yet. My plan is to run a 10k this spring and train over the summer for a half marathon in the fall. It all sounds doable in my head, but pretty soon my feet have are going to have to start hitting the pavement and that’s when the going gets tough. (And the tough get going, right? Yeah, that’s when I’m usually lost. I’m not tough, so I don’t get going.)
So what’s your New Years resolution? (Or your Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas or Valentinte’s resolution?) Want me to hold you accountable?