2010

I woke up this morning feeling the year beginning to dawn. Today was my second day back after new years, and a Monday, so being true to habit, I decided to go to the gym.

I pulled the curtain back and looked out the window; it was dreary. I hoped it wasn't a foreshadowing of the year. I slipped out of bed and threw my track pants on. They were one of the few items of clothes that hadn't gone through the wash. I grabbed my keys, a towel, filled my water bottle and rushed out the door.

I had gone from a new years full of excitement, friends and amazing weather, to a morning of solitude, the grind of commitment and a clogged sky. I arrived at the gym to find it packed. I walked through and found all the benches taken, machines full and people drifting everywhere. I stood there contemplating whether I should just return home and forfeit the gym for the day or man up.

I smiled as I thought about new years; I wondered how many people represented a resolution of some kind. Hopefully, a lot of them. That would mean that my 8 o'clock routine wouldn't need adjusting and I could have my gym back once the inevitable loss of motivation occured. I chose to stay.

I got home and just chilled for the day. I ate up the last of the Christmas chocolate and messed around on Facebook. Tyra had an intellectually numbing episode which featured 'Mothers' boys.' Nick shot me a text wanting to see Avatar, I'd seen it but it was amazing and I agreed to see it again. We're going to go at 9.05 and I can't wait!

I want to squeeze the most out of every day - 2009 felt like an empty custard carton that wickedly hid its scrumptious contents from a prying child. So as much as I can, I'm going to try and seize the day. I want to include as many people as possible in my life and try show love for them all.

Far greater than making a commitment to fitness this year, like so many of the people this morning, my number one commitment will be love.