It's already the 11th of January. Seeing that date probably hurts a little bit. You've probably already missed a couple days of working out or tracking that new habit you wanted to create. You've probably already had a few days you aren't proud of - I know I have. Of the 11 days we've had so far this year, I think I'm happy with five of them - I'm stretching that fifth one.
That's less than half. There have been times where I feel like this year has been a wash and I feel stupid for thinking this year was the year everything was going to be different. Then, I put on my stubborn a** hat and tell myself this year IS going to be the year everything is going to be different. I don't care what happens, what I have to do, or how unpleasant it may be, I REFUSE to let this year end the same as last.