Remember back when astrology was the Big Thing, and we all read our horscopes and poured over books about our personalities based on our sun signs? Yeah, I used to LOVE that stuff. And personality tests. I don’t know why, it just pulls me in every time.
So it turns out I’m a Gemini. Back when I read all the books, I always thought “Yeah! That’s exactly like me! How weird!” Now I realize most of that garbage is so generic it can apply to anyone. But there is one trait that sticks with me about Geminis in particualr, and I can’t wish it away as generic because it is So. Me. Geminis are really bad at finishing things.
I am GREAT at starting new things. I’m great at ideas, and brainstorming, and I’m always up for taking a crazy new class or adventure. But I have zero follow-through. My closet is perpetually half cleaned out and organized. My DVDs are partially alphabtized. I call my workspace organized chaos.
Maybe I get distracted. Maybe it’s boredom. Maybe it’s 12 other new things and ideas to try that get in the way. The only thing I can consistently finish is a new book. In school, everyone thought I was a procrastinator because I was always pulling all-nighters to finish term papers. What they didn’t realize was that I LOVED term papers – I usually raced to the library for research the minute it was assigned and worked furiously for a couple days. Until I found soemthing else and forgot all about it.
Whatever the reason, I, KitTeaCat the Gemini, can admit it: I suck at finishing things I start.
(Maybe this is why ballet appeals to me? There is no “finish” to ballet – it is constant progress.)
By far, my finish-challenged self has the worst time with workouts and staying healthy. I am into the gym – until I’m not. I religiously did ballet videos – for a bit. I love running – if it’s not too hot or too cold and there’s nothing on televison. And I can stick to a diet – but more often, I choose not to.
Winter is the worst for workout slumps. It’s cold and it’s dark and all I want to do is eat cookies and drink wine. I usually end up skipping the gym and staying on the couch. Plus, holiday food. Mmmm. I always find myself slacking and quitting and putting on some hibernation weight. It’s just what happens.
Or rather, until October 15th, which is the day I embarked on a workout schedule so crazy, they call it Insanity. I have owned a not-so-legal burned copy (shhh) for several years now, and have done a couple of the workouts here and there. But I have made the command decision to go against my nature and actually Finish. The. Program.
To this end, I have written up a snazzy schedule. I have altered the 60-day program to around 90 days, taking into account my ballet classes and holidays. I’ve even been meal planning. I am fighting the winter slump and it’s not even that cold yet. Yay me!
And, most importantly, I’ve been saying this out loud. To people. So I can’t quit quietly.