2010 started off with a quiet bang. We had a glass of champagne on the balcony and watched the fireworks in town go off with a fizzle, no big bangs. The only entertainment was the crowd of people that came walking down the road towards the cove, the one that is right at the top of my blog, glasses in hand and slightly tipsy trying to remember the words to Auld Lang Syne. And then we went to sleep.
This year is a big one for me. I turn 40 in February. I'm not dreading the big 4-0. I think. It's just another phase of my life that I am on the cusp of entering.
I don't have any resolutions for the new year. I never make them because I never get around to wading through my sometimes long list of good intentions. Rather, I have set myself some goals, easy ones that I know I will get to, like improving my fitness level which sucks (I couldn't even walk for a full 6 minutes on a treadmill without passing out), improving my diet which also sucks and trying to be a better person.