5 Solid Reasons Why New Year's Resolutions in CNY Make No Sense

If you're one of those people who makes New Year's Resolutions and sticks to 'em, all the power to you. You're goal-oriented and the turning of the calendar to January 1st gives you the impetus you need to propel yourself toward a better you.

To make the rest of us feel better--and over 90% of New Year's Resolutions DO fail, usually by the first week of February--here's a bunch of reasons why it's okay NOT to make a New Year's Resolution, especially here in Central New York.

1. Shoveling snow is a great workout. Seriously, why fork over good money to a health club you'll probably use only a couple of times? Go to Walmart or Target, buy a nice shovel and get busy on that driveway. By mid-February you'll be ready for the gun show.

2. It would be too much of a hassle replacing your wardrobe. Unless you plan on dropping the pounds and KEEPING 'em off, why bother? Okay, you lose some serious weight and buy a bunch of new clothes. But you'll also need space to stash your "fat clothing," just in case. Or worse, you'll throw out all the old stuff and end up replacing it when your diet crashes. Who needs all that pesky clothing management? Keep it simple.

3. Making more money is overrated. Sure, everyone wants a raise or higher-paying job. That requires a LOT of hard work. So...WINNING money would be better. Three words: New York Lottery.

4. You'll miss all the great food. Chicken riggies, pusties, half-moons, tomato pie. Why deprive yourself? Here's a novel idea: Portion Control. Limit yourself to one delicious cupcake from Bite Bakery instead of stuffing four or five in your face.

5. There's too much pressure. Don't be swayed by all these cute news stories and clever ads about successful diet goals. Be comfortable in your own skin and be happy being you.

Seriously, good luck to everyone attempting to stick to a New Year's Resolution. For the rest of us, good luck with the non-New Year's-oriented goals. For all of us, let's hope 2018 is a damned good year. And if you wind up hitting it big with a scratch-off, please remember your old Uncle Dave.