Don’t Be A January

As I was getting my jacket on to leave the Yoga studio this morning, I couldn’t help but over hear the women in attendance having a discussion with the instructors du jour. The topic: How January is the most attended month of the year…as far as Yoga Studios and Fitness Centers go. And how waiting just one more month will reduce the traffic by 50%. One month after that, and just the die-harders remain, or the ones that come on a regular basis, week after week, year after year.

The ones that “get it” was what I heard.

This started the wheels churning in my brain. How many times do we start something with glorious expectations only to find ourselves completely lost a few weeks (days) later? And what causes this? Is it boredom? Is it because there is no “instant” gratification when we don’t see or feel the results quickly enough? Or is it because we find better things to do with our time?


I almost have to think it is a combination of all three. Add in a lack of self confidence, and you have a recipe for failure.

I understand how all of this works. I have been in similar situations a handful of times in my life. But somehow, I always came to the realization that no one can do it for me. Yes, a few times this meant a brand new beginning…taking on a new job, moving to a new state, leaving where I thought I was most comfortable or where I became complacent. Being complacent can’t bring about improvements to my life. The only person I can count on to bring about change day after day, month after month, year after year, is myself. Me, myself and I. No one else has that much control over me.

Many times I’m asked how I balance it all. How do I make it work? How do I stay so dedicated? Yes, there is a fine line between dedication and obsession. But really, what does it matter? It is what it is. The important thing is, it is getting done.


Many people have come and gone in my lifetime. And I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve let many of them go. Why? Because I couldn’t tolerate the self-pity and the obvious lack of motivation. Especially when one would ask my advice and immediately shoot it down.

“Oh, I haven’t got the time.”

“Oh, I have so much more to lose than you did.”

“Oh, but I have no willpower.”

“Oh, but I refuse to even give that up.”

“Oh, but…”

Seriously. Don’t begrudge the work that I’ve done to get where I am at. The only difference between you and me is that I did sacrifice. I didn’t complain. I did the work. I haven’t stopped doing the work. I’m in control of my actions.

You aren’t. You haven’t. You won’t.


This separates the January’s from the rest of us.

Honestly, it shouldn’t take a new year for any of us to decide we are worth more. It shouldn’t take a new month. In fact, as much as I adore Monday’s, it shouldn’t take a new week. You are in control of your actions every single damn minute. You have to decide what is most important to you. You have to commit. You have to be dedicated. And that might mean you have to become a little obsessed. It wouldn’t be a bad thing. There are worse things to obsess about.

Like how you couldn’t possibly commit.


Instead, just admit that you don’t want to commit. Admit to yourself that you aren’t worth the time or the effort. Admit that your family, spouse, and/or children don’t really need you to be the healthiest, happiest version of yourself that you could possibly be. Then, my time won’t be wasted. And you are free to live that life that you choose. But don’t ask me to share my secret with you, or ask for my help, or insist that “one little bite” won’t hurt me. Just because you aren’t tied to that rope of commitment doesn’t mean you can take a knife to mine.


Yes, we are all human. But there are the January’s among us. And there are the rest of us. The one’s whose slight obsessions turn heads and get noticed. Imagine what we, as a human race, could accomplish if every day were January 2.

It’s not really all that far fetched.

“All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move.”
-Arabian Proverb

Don’t be a January.

Get moving.

4 Responses to Don’t Be A January

  1. When I used to belong to a health club, I HATED January. All those NY resolutions people. The good news was by February, they were gone..


  2. Michelle says:

    I get sad when people rip on the resolution folks. Sometimes people NEED something to push them forward, and if its a ny resolution, so be it. It is a step in the right direction. I pray they KEEP movin’. xoxo

    • Angela says:

      I’m a NY resolution-er. From 2 years ago. I did reach that point when I realized I deserved better; it just happened over Christmas vacation. So, 2 years later, I’m still at the gym 5+ days a week. I know people who are making big changes because it’s January and of those, I know some won’t make it past the middle of January, but I hope that they keep at it. It shouldn’t take a new year to take control of your life, but sometimes it does.

  3. I love January, new faces, new friends, I get to throw around a little encouragement and who couldn’t use some of that! 🙂

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