I hate the cliché of clichés.
The biggest being ‘New Year’s Resolutions’.
First of all, in all reality, New Year’s day isn’t actually any different to any other day of the year. The only noticeable differences are…
- Almost everyone is hungover
- Staff in stores are angrier than usual.
- The fear that a restaurant worker might spit in your food is higher because you know how much they don’t want to be serving you today.
That aside, one of the major things that annoys me about New Year’s Resolutions is other peoples’ resolutions.
Look pal, I don’t honestly care about your ‘New Year, New Me’ mantra; you’re still going to be a twat no matter how you behave for the first few weeks of the year, and after those first few weeks are done, so is your new attitude, so, next!
Another thing about the New Year that grinds my gears (you’re welcome) is those who take up fitness.
Booking onto my fave spin classes is impossible, finding a free and clean piece of cardio equipment in the gym is like finding a matching pair of socks, and don’t get me starting on finding somewhere to park, because, well… no.
Yes, I understand the importance of fitness, but will people actually keep up with it? Probably not.
Instead of trying to be super good for the first few weeks of the year, be good all year round.
You only get one body, so you should treat it right, the way that I do.
My body is a temple.
Again, you’re welcome.
(Yes, I only wrote this so I could post that photo)
For the third time,
You are welcome.