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A little control in a crazy year
Military spouse
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At a time when people are pretending to be resolute on what they expect of themselves in the next year, it’s easy to get caught up in a whirl of naïve optimism. My resolution is probably the most cliché there is: get fit in 2010. Yeah, I’m one of those.
For me, and many others like me, most or all of 2010 will be spent separated from my husband. That makes it a little harder for me to smile brightly and toast to a new year.
From what I gather, it’s not so easy to celebrate on the other side of the world either. When told to have a happy New Year by a fellow soldier, my husband said his response was, “My wife’s at home, and I’m looking at you. Seriously?”
For whatever reason, this cliché resolution makes things seem simpler. I mean, if it were a New Year’s wish, I would ask for my husband to come home, but I have no control over that. I can control what I eat and how often I exercise. I can impress my husband with how much better I look than he remembered.
That little piece of control, in a year where I’ll have very little, is quite a relief to me. Now, all I have to do is throw away the ice cream that’s waiting teasingly in my freezer. And buy gym clothes. Then I’m only several thousand crunches and treadmill miles away from my goal. Maybe this will be harder than I thought.
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