With only five days left in the year, here’s a look at how I fared on the resolutions I made for 2017. Here’s the original post in full for reference: New Year Resolutions for 2017
I will make resolutions for 2018 tomorrow.
Scorecard for 2017 Resolutions:
- drop to 145 pounds. LOL NO. In October I was 153 pounds, down from 165.9 at the start of the year, but the last two months have been a disaster of gluttony and not enough exercise. I’m at 163 pounds today, barely down from the start of the year. I blame my mouth and brain in equal measure.
- run at least three times a week barring injury or other extraordinary circumstance. YES–mostly. A few lapses here and there, especially during the fall, but I’ve kept up running, including running at work during lunch when it became too dark to run after work, as well as running on treadmills during last winter’s hellsnow.
- no farmers tan. NO-ish. I did start wearing sleeveless shirts during the summer for my runs but too late to entirely shed the farmers tan. Still, a definite improvement over previous years.
- killer abs. LOL NO. Did not even try.
- eat better. Provisional NO. I ate better than last year, I did not generally eat better. As with the weight loss, I started strong, but collapsed in the last few months of the year. In this case I collapsed into a bed of donuts.
- learn to swim. This was a joke so NO.
- write 1,000 words a day. Sadly, NO. Again, I started out strongly, going to the Other 11 Months NaNoWriMo group weekly, but though I added about 10,000 words to my novel Road Closed, I never generated any momentum beyond that.
- read at least 32 books. YES. I’m up to 37 and may hit 38 before the year is over.
- be a positive influence to others. I’m going to say YES because no one has told me otherwise.
- win the lottery. YES. But my winnings totaled less than $100.
Summary:
6 NO
4 YES
Not great, but not a total disaster, either. The most important ones I flopped on, though, so there is significant room for improvement in 2018.
In my defense, 2017 was generally a colossally awful year for the planet, not just me.
