I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, because I don’t like making promises I may not keep.
However, as resolutions go, this is a pretty good one.
I don’t know how much I’ll be going to the ballpark next year. We’re going to New York in April, but don’t want to commit to any Yankees games, since the weather can be so sketchy.
My wife and I were talking about going to visit a friend outside Asheville, North Carolina, and I’ve been dying to go to McCormick Field (pictured above) ever since I first saw it more than a dozen years ago.
Lowell and New Hampshire are still close — although the Fisher Cats are not home on my birthday, unfortunately — and I want to get back to that great ballpark in Hartford.
And, oh by the way, we’re still only 30 miles or so from Boston.
Maybe we should just make sure we spend as much time as possible in 2019 doing the things we enjoy best. It beats going to the gym for two weeks in January and never again after that.
Maybe it’s baseball, maybe it’s gardening, maybe it’s hiking, maybe it’s sitting by the fire with a book, but instead of resolutions, maybe we should just make sure we spend as much time as possible in 2019 doing the things we enjoy best.
It beats going to the gym for two weeks in January and never again after that.
Happy New Year, and stay safe out there on New Year’s Eve. Whatever fun there is to be had, we need everyone here having it.
The celebratory graphic above is from Gellinger on Pixabay.