For the last few years I’ve taken January off. No Dry January or Veganuary or any such thing for me. I don’t even bother with resolutions.
January is no time to try to create a new me, it’s wet, miserable, grey, I’ve over indulged at Christmas and the credit card is due to be paid.
I find this approach quite relaxing, there’s no sense that I have to achieve anything just because I have a new calendar.
The only downside is that before you know it (31 days) it’s February and the only exercise I’ve done is running for the train and I’ve still got my mum’s Christmas cake to eat.
Perhaps I should take February off as well.
Should you have time, check out my comedy prongcasts. Cheers