Instead of making resolutions when this year began I decided it would be a year of convalescence for me. I would get into good habits, I would try and exercises more, eat better, sleep better, spend more quality time with my boy and my wife, be more careful with money, learn new things, work on old business ideas…
And I’m not doing to badly, other than the horrible relapse… I’ve gone 14 times to the gym this year which is more than I’ve gone over the past 5 years, I try not to go to the bed too late, I try to spend more time with my boy and talk more to my wife. I’ve always eaten relatively healthy, but now I try not to eat after 8pm. And like that.