There is nothing quite like walking into the gym during the first week of January. It’s as if the campus concert series convinced Beyonce and Lady Gaga to freestyle with Tiger Woods and Dave Matthews in front of the treadmills. New Year’s resolutions mean 20 minutes of waiting before even the janky elliptical with no TV and a suspicious whirring is available.
With Spring Break looming like a dark cloud of Facebook pictures and the kind of clothing that accommodates 86 degree weather, it’s no surprise that January inspires everyone and their roommate to start working on their fitness. And you can bet your Kashi GOLEAN Crisp! I’m right there with them. Not because I made a cheap champagne-induced self-covenant at the sequin-coated stroke of midnight. But because I feel like being healthy is just kinda important, June, July, and January 2. As far as resolutions go, I’m trying something different this year.
I’m a college student. I sleep in a bunk bed with Target-brand sheets and my relatives think it’s funny to wrap up Ramen at Christmas. Find someone more quintessential and I’ll hand over my shower flip-flops. And, like many in pursuit of higher education at a large university, I am lucky enough to receive weekly emails at my missouri.edu account, informing me of all the speakers and 5k runs and craft nights and flash raves at my disposal that particular week. More often than not, I skim and delete, giving these notices the same priority I give my Anthropologie mailing list—pleasant enough, but unless you are giving away ruffled cardigans, I am not terribly interested.
But maybe that’s a mistake. Maybe I’m missing out on something really great, or really quirky, or really terrible in a way that makes you laugh in the way that really terrible things do sometimes. And so, my New Year’s resolution is to do something brand new every week. No more skipping out. There is a lazy river in this place, and I plan on lazing in it. Hopefully, by the end of 2010, I’ll be on my way to becoming a brand new girl. And if for some reason that doesn’t work out, well, at least I have my Kashi.
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KIKI! If you have never been to the lazy river, I would love to accompany you. When Jonathan and I visited last year, he practically had to drag me out of the pool!
I have never been in the lazy river and I work at the Rec Center for goodness sake….so when you decide to lazy around in it, give me a call so that I can join you?