What Kati Did next; Don’t join a gym, it’ll only end in failure

WELL, it’s all finally over, done and dusted. We can all breathe out a sigh of relief, undo the top button of our jeans and relax.

Hold on a minute though, whats that? There, looming just around the corner. Oh no it’s New Year, quick button up and breathe in, one final push before we can relax.

Or can we? After the storm of Christmas I always look forward to the calm of the New Year and every year I forget. It’s not calm, it’s a riot of resolutions.

We open the papers on the 1st of the 1st to discover we should all be making positive amendments to our lives.

Make it, build it, run it or lose it, all resolutions that will be broken by the time we put the paper down, make ourselves a cup of tea and just sneak in one last segment of chocolate orange.

Please promise me that none of you are going to fall for the “let’s start the New Year with a gym membership” resolution.

It is absolutely bound to fail. There is no way on earth that after sitting around eating your bodyweight in chocolate for two weeks, you are suddenly going to spring out of bed and put yourself through painful gyrations all in the name of fitness.

New Year’s day is just another day, just an ordinary day like any of the other 364 left.

If you were going to miraculously lose three stone, you could have started at any time prior to 01/01 and if you were going to run the Manchester 10km race this year, what held you back before?

What New Year does is give us an excuse to pretend to ourselves, again, that this year we will make it, build it, run it or lose it and the likelihood is that we won’t.

At least not any more than if we started a week ago.

My advice, if anyone cares, would be to put on your running shoes now and go out for a jog. Throw away that segment of chocolate and take the dog for a walk. Have a turkey salad tonight instead of that turkey curry.

Do it all now, so when the beginning of the year arrives, you’ll be halfway there.

Oh, Happy New Year by the way.