Progress

Well, we are into the third week of January, the month of resolutions, and I can say that haven't completely given up on any of my goals. Not completey anyway. I heard the other day that one reason people don't follow through with their resolutions is that they are too ambiguous, unattainable, or unmeasurable.

Like some I have made: Be a better mom. Be more patient. Be more organized. Be a better person in general. Here is the problem. Better than who? Better than what? More patient than I was yesterday or more patient than that really bad day where I had the breakdown (you know those days)? Progress can be hard to measure.

There is one resolution that I made two years ago that has actually yielded some measurable results. I committed to learn to swim. Not just make it from the diving board to the side but really swim. Breathing, pulling, kicking, the whole package.

The first time I went I literally couldn't make it from one side to the other. I had no idea what I was doing. I'm sure I looked like a drowning victim who just happened to be wearing goggles. It was bad. Well, after two years, lessons, and a lot practice progress has been made. I have gone from struggling though one length of the pool to swimming 25oo meters at a time.

So, I may still forget things, lose my patient's, and have bad mom moments but I can swim!

Here is to attainable and measurable goals this year.