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Oh January. Why do we always end up like this? I get ready for you, always hoping that this year will be different, but a few days in I feel the same as ever. Overwhelmed, disappointed, and wishing you were over. I have a big list of things I want to get done while you're here but I'm just sabotaging myself with all the bad habits I reinstated over the festive season. You just let it happen. What's with that? What I need is for you to say "Stop that. You're being foolish. It's not like chocolate chips even taste that good outside of cookies. Close your laptop and play with Lucy. Go for a walk, drink some tea, and cut yourself some slack to read Hunger Games and play Zelda during naptime. And for pity's sake, go to bed at 10 and not 11. You're exhausted."

Oh, alright. I get it. You're just a month of the year. I'm blaming you for my own follies and that's not fair. I need to say all those things to myself and recognize that the benefits of staying healthy far outweigh the momentary satisfaction of being a slacker. I've kicked my own butt before and I can do it again. Okay butt. Let's do this. January doesn't have to suck this year.