On the way to the cinema to see Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds (which was AWESOME btw!!!), as my bud Jess fought his way through the mayhem of holiday traffic, I was distractedly indulging on Facebook (thanks to SMART Bro!!!). I see coke zero's advert for New Year's Resolution 2010. I couldn't resist the urge to input what I strive to do better next year.
(copied from walletpop.com)
But if I may digress...
A fortnight prior to this leonine's birthday, a leg injury reclaimed my running spirit.
A week after the bastardising birthday finale, I quit drinking.
A few months ago, I stopped smoking.
A month ago, I decided that if I wanted to keep my smoking inclination at bay, I really needed to take a proactive stance towards a healthier lifestyle.
My firm resolve is to maintain the non-smoking, social drinking and runner persona that I have been in the last decade or so.
And as I usher in 2010, Christmas came and saw me through the pressure cooker. That said, I am running my first 5K marathon tomorrow morning. I don't know how far this resolution will take me, but I'm not one to care about the technicalities. What I do care about is making it stick.
So as I fight the fag and floozy the flab, I welcome 2010, the first of ten decades already over and the remaining ones welled with so much promise. Time flies and only the best as I go onwards and upwards!
Cheerios.
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