I don't have New Year's Resolutions for 2010. There are necessary changes I need to make in order to be healthy (period) and happier (I'm already happy with so much in my life). All the rest of it -- reading X number of books, posting in this blog at least twice a week, cultivating sstronger local friendships instead of continuously pouting about not living in New York anymore (it has been nearly three years since we moved!), generating more freelance work, going to more plays and concerts with my husband, etc. etc. etc. -- is good to think about and focus on and attempt, but none of it will matter if I allow myself to keep gaining more and more weight without even acknowledging it.
Three weeks ago I took a first step -- I joined Weight Watchers Online and began to keep track of everything I ate via my iPhone. I lost four pounds in 2.5 weeks, and even if it was all water, I was incredibly pumped. I hadn't even started working out yet, so the losses could only get better. Then this past week, while away visiting my family over the kids' Christmas break, I fell off the points wagon.My older brother, Jorge, suggested I not fret about it and instead join him and enlist my sister to lose a combined total of 100 pounds between us this year. Realistically, I need to lose 45 pounds, my sister 35, and my brother 20. It sounds much tougher for my sister and me than for him, since he was once renowned in college for doing 3,000 sit-ups in one night (or something like that, I was 11 and not in the audience), but he's confident we can do it. So do it we shall, not because it's a "resolution," but because it's necessary.