It’s already 2007??

This holiday season has been lovely. I got good gifts, gave good gifts, saw the Nutcracker, and vegged out to several late nights of Dog Whisperer Week.

So I had big plans for ringing in 2007. Big. Me, one who loathes running and starts panting after a quarter mile, had this big plan to do the 4-mile Midnight Run in Central Park. Last year, I went to cheer on some friends who did it, and I thought this year I’d kickstart my new year’s resolution of being disciplined by forcing myself to run.

Problem is, whenever I looked at details of the race, I would google it, and Google’s results would take me to the 2005 race page, when the entry free was $35. It never occurred to me I was looking at the wrong page—the 2007 entry fee was $50. How’s that for inflation? That was supposed to be my drinking money. So that idea was pooh poohed. However, before going out for the night, I decided to run about 2 miles along Central Park, so I still feel I was a bit disciplined. (Including the fact that I was a gym a-hole this past week to “train” for my 4-mile run—I worked out T, W, Th, Sat, and Sun. A pace I am sure to NOT keep up.)

The rest of the night was lovely, spent partly at a party in some loft of some person I would never have met without a friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend-connection because he was clearly out of the income range of people I would know, judging by his apartment; and partly at Schiller’s, which was surprisingly not that crowded, but unsurprisingly as beautiful-people pretentious as usual.

Anywho, here’s to resolutions (can I keep this “discipline” thing up?), new experiences, new decisions, new successes, and probably a few new failures as well. Hopefully it'll all be stuff that will make me a more well-rounded (not literally, one hopes).

Happy New Year!