Wow. I messed up on my Resolutions. ALREADY!

It is the last day of January.  I made some resolutions, of course, like most everyone does to begin a new year.  Guess what?  I failed.  I failed miserably at ALL. BUT. ONE.  How could I let this happen?  In a month where I was certain no excuse was good enough? How? I don't know.  I say that A LOT.

I DO KNOW.  I was not committed.  I wasn't ready to get rid of some old habits.

Here is the one I succeeded at.  Working overtime.  WHY did I succeed at this one?  TWO REASONS.  I needed money, and I needed it quickly.  So much easier to run into work, make time and a half. SO MUCH EASIER to do that than to work on my home business.  The other reason is simple.  I HAVE TO.  I have to work extra hours to bring myself back to full-time status.   I HAVE TO.  THERE IS THE ISSUE.  I don't HAVE TO do the others, I NEED TO, but I don't HAVE to.

Here are a few small triumphs ~ I had a goal of helping 5 NEW people get healthy.  I made it to 3.
Swimming ~ I did swim every single week but one.  Not too bad.
Weight ~ 12 pounds gone, not 15.  Again, not too bad.

Now for the not so good.

Cycling ~ TOTAL FAIL.  I rode about 2 miles, not anything even remotely close to my plan. No spin classes, no trainer {until last Sunday}.  FAIL.
Walking/hiking ~ 1/2 of the miles I promised myself & my dog.  LAME.
Scripture reading ~ oh, about 1/3 of the time I read my scriptures.  OH GREAT.
Books ~ I did complete two books ~ but they were AUDIO books.  THAT COUNTS?  Why is there a question mark?  I have NO CLUE.

Argh.  Look at what I just did.  I made myself feel like a failure.  INSTEAD, I should celebrate the good.  WHY DO I ALWAYS look at where I messed up? 

Now, the old me would be bashing myself.  The NEW me?  Well, I give myself permission to mess up now and then.  I am NOT PERFECT.  So, for February, I will have some goals in mind, and some I'll probably do okay with.  Some, I hope, perfect at.  Others, well, knowing how I am & how I roll, I'll probably mess up.  It's OKAY. 

That's how I look on my bike :)

I am not perfect, nor do I pretend that I am.

This year, 2014, I promise to TRY, FAIL, SUCCEED, and be happy with it.