The day I broke up with diet coke.

I was a little bit anti-resolutions this year. Usually I have a list of things I want to achieve for the year. The always include things like: wear a bikini by next Summer, win lotto, always keep a tidy home, be patient and more of the same.

It always gets to about two weeks in to the new year {sometimes two days}, and I realise I’ve already failed… and then follows a new year slump, and a bit of self-deprecation. “You’re a failure!”. “I knew you couldn’t do it”.

We brought in this new year by celebrating with a little bit of shut eye and waking without a hangover {party animals we ain’t}, so it seemed fitting that I ditched the resolutions too. Happy to see a new year upon us, as I always am {who doesn’t love a fresh start?}, I wanted to avoid setting myself for failure or disappointment.

Instead, as any good Oprah-devotee would, I wrote a handful of words down that I wanted to inspire me for the year. Self-love, mindfulness and pride now grace my inspiration board.

One thing I did really want to do this new year though, was to ditch the diet coke. And because I didn’t want it to be another failed resolution, I resolved to change my drinking ways on the 4th of January, instead of the 1st.

So I’ve endured the headaches {yep, I was that addicted} and surpassed the cravings. I’m now diet-coke free.

This new year feels different. There’s no pressure from myself, on myself, to be and do things. I’m going to resolve to not set resolutions each year. Or is that just the same as making resolutions? Who knows! All I know is that I’m looking forward to a great 2011.

Did you make any new year’s resolutions? Do you make some every year?

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{image by Laura Taylor}