Almost halfway through the last month of the year, and here I am. It’s noon. I’m still in my boxers, in bed.

I believe it is safe to say, I’ve stalled.

I haven’t been writing. I have barely been reading, although I’d like to finish one more book before the year is up. I didn’t leave the house at all yesterday (or did I?). And I’m inside my head. Again.

My weight loss even stalled during my road trip at the end of November. I’ve returned to that sticky 166 pounds. I’m not sure why that is such a psychological barrier, but for whatever reason, that scale has not moved lower than 166 in weeks. Same diet. Same level of activity.

Although, I haven’t gone for any more runs. That is a shame.

Thinking about her? Perhaps. Yet I have a few dates set up for this week that do not involve her.

I’ve been thinking about New Year’s Resolutions... and how this is the first year I’ve accomplished a fairly significant one.

I’m not kidding myself. Reading fifty books in a year is a big deal... especially to someone who had evolved into a non-reader. I’d still rather pick up a book than watch television, or go to the movie, or work, or cook, or clean. Not so much on the cooking and cleaning—I’m clearly not having a problem finding food, and my house is rather sparkly... for a bachelor pad.

So, what to do next year?

I think reading is still important. I’ll continue to push myself on that front—perhaps thirty books. The big struggle I’d like to tackle, however, is pushing my comfort boundaries.

I read a lot about how, in order to grow and evolve, I need to push myself into some things that make me uncomfortable. Most of the helpful books I read, I simply read. I failed to put into practice the activities included within that might enable me to ascend to the next level.

And the level above that.

And the level above that.

To that end, it’s fair to resolve to break through fifty barriers of limiting beliefs that are holding me back. This means it’s finally time to figure out what I want, to build that “dream board,” to get over myself, and to keep pushing towards success.

And to have tremendous fun while doing it.

Seriously, it’s time to stop taking myself so seriously.

Loosen up... have some fun! Yes, sleep when you feel like it, not when you think you should. Eat food that is bad for you - at least once in a while. Have conversations with people whose clothes are not color coordinated. Make love in a hammock! Life is the ultimate experience, and you have to live it to write about it.