I don’t know that I would like someone who went all the way through December without really overindulging, ending up in January as trim and fit as that person went in! I have tried but is it worth it? I don’t know. Most of us look to January as a month of beginnings. A new diet, exercise, resolutions, they all surface in some form or other in January.
I have never really looked at it as a month of beginning so much as a month of returning to the good habits I willingly and happily threw aside in the past year’s end.
So here I am, one day into eating better, with muscles sore from a much needed exercise class and I am going to have to start all over again next week. My reset will need to be reset.
Because, while January is a month of beginnings, it is also a month of endings. Seven years ago my father died in the beginning of January. And this January, once again, I will be celebrating the long life of an old friend. My Mother-in-Law passed today at the age of 97. I am headed to Wisconsin to drink the champagne she specified for her funeral. I will hug family and revisit good times, and bad.
It has been a long week. She did not give up on life quickly but lingered, slowly surrendering to the “dying of the light.” So you will excuse me if I have not been thinking overmuch of food and recipes. I had an idea for a wonderful, rich, low-fat soup. The vegetables are wilting in my refrigerator as I write this. And I will get back to that next week.
This week I am regifting to you my January reset blog of 2019. And visiting a friend who knew me for 47 years.