Here we go again. Another new year with expectations of resolutions made. Another year of resolutions not kept because we always expect too much of ourselves.
I guess the most common promise is to lose weight. At least, that always seems to be one for me. I swear to myself, I swear to my doctor and I even swear at the grocery store. It never works. Oh, I might lose five or 10 pounds but, by the middle of summer, it’s all come back to stay on my lower half. Why do we even bother? Then the holidays are upon us again, and even more pounds appear. What to do, what to do.