Every year without fail I make the same New Year's Resolution; lose weight.
Then, every year turns into a constant battle between feeling comfortable in my own skin and crying myself to sleep because I cannot bare to see my hideous, flabby reflection.
Well, I say no more to this madness!
In 2013, I am going to start the year in tune with my body, rather than pushing myself for limits beyond what my body is physically capable of (put down the size 8 Topshop jeans, Hayley, for God's sake you are Italian!). I want 2013 to be a year where I focus far less on how brilliant my life will be once I'm slim, and open my eyes to how brilliant my life is right in the moment. I want to try and treat my body with more respect, and if that means drinking less wine and maybe, possibly not eating a large bar of Cadbury's Bubbly 4 times a week then fine. I am going to go to the gym, not with the hope of stepping out of the place looking like Miranda Kerr (see note on me being Italian), but with the knowledge that yes, the exercise really does make me feel less stressed, calmer and healthier over all. I want 2013 to be a year of love, not another year wasted on my constant desire to be everything I am not.
Therefore, my New Year's Resolutions are as followed:
Spend more time writing. Blog more frequently. Read more F. Scott Fitzgerald. Say yes to new opportunities. Volunteer at something. Make time for the people I miss. Apply for, and obtain, an internship for a magazine...ANY magazine. Spend a month of my summer somewhere utterly mind-blowing and do it alone. Save a little bit of money every month. Visit Barcelona. See my family in Sicily. Love more, laugh more & love more.
If I can do half of that, then loosing weight without battling my body will simply be an added bonus.
Happy New Year, my darlings. xo
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