These Are My 6 Honest-To-God Resolutions For 2017 (So Please Hold Me Accountable, Internet)


1. I am going to go to yoga a MINIMUM of four times per week.

Want to know something HORRIBLY embarrassing? I paid for a hot yoga membership for 3 months that I basically didn’t use AT ALL. Yep. It’s out there. I paid a subtle $120-ish dollars a month for 90 days and maybe got my ass to class a grand total of 10 times. MAYBE. Not only is that incredibly financially irresponsible and stupid, it’s mortifying¬†health wise. I hate working out more than I hate most things, but yoga actually makes me feel good. I sweat, I work hard, I feel strong, I feel healthy. And that’s a good thing.

2. I’m going to take care of my skin.

I have struggled with acne basically since I was 14. Am I great at covering it up? Yes. I am a regular Michelangelo with a color correcting palette. But I don’t want to HAVE to be able to cover up scarring and blemishes all the time. I would love to be one of those people with glowing skin who didn’t spend $30/$50 on concealer every couple months. So I’ve found a skin routine that’s adult and professional and targets my issues, and it’s actually working. And I’m going to keep it up.

3. I’m going to drink water.

It’s kind of pathetic at this point how little water I consume that isn’t La Croix. And considering my goals of wanting to be healthier and have better skin and all of ‘dat…water is pretty key. At least that’s what I hear. So I’m going to drink water. I’m going to do my best to get those 8 glasses in. I fear for how much I will have to pee.

4. I’m going to set boundaries for myself.

I am notoriously EASY to get a hold of. Like if you text me, I will answer. If you slack me, I will answer. If you call me, I will probably not see it. But I will tell you to call me back! I find it impossible to resist engaging with people on social media, or at bars, or just saying, “I need to not be reachable right now.” So I’m cutting that shit out. I’m setting mandatory off hours for myself and I’m going to my best to resist working and answering people because I feel like I’m “supposed” to. It’s going to be REALLY hard. But I think my sanity needs it.

5. I’m going to *gulp* at least consider dating.

I hate dating. Like I really, really, really hate dating. I’m uninterested in a lot of things and busy and stubborn and am incredibly selective with the people I choose to have in my life. So dating for me is…well…a struggle. BUT, I’m self-aware enough to recognize that a huge part of my problem with dating is due to my own issues with ~intimacy~ and ~putting myself out there~ because I’m a CATCH. So fuck it. Let’s try dating again. What’s the worst that could happen?

6. I’m going to encourage myself to write the things I WANT to write.

I’m never going to be a love poet or an inspirational feelings guru. But I can write smart, journalistic, breakdowns of the political system in this country. I can write honest and (I think???????) funny personal essays about my life and things from my perspective. I can go on a rant that will either make you snap and say “Yasssss” or get you worked up enough to @ me on Twitter. So I’m going to be myself. And I’m going to not worry about it.

Because at the end of the day, and then the year, that’s all we have anyway.