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New Year's Eve, itself, has never been that exciting for me. In fact, looking back on holidays past, not one New Year's Eve stands out in my mind as being anything worth writing home about. I prefer a low-key New Year's Eve. Mostly because I'm a boring, boring human being. But I'll be pointing and laughing at everyone with hangovers tomorrow. Of course I say this two days after slamming Jager Bombs at a gay bar...

Details.

But what I do like about New Year's Eve is the finality of it. Ending a year. Starting a new one. Making resolutions. An excuse to scream at midnight.

I like setting goals for myself. The motivation of goal-setting generally wears off within two to five minutes, but I generally have good intentions.

I did fairly well with my resolutions in 2007. As promised, I drank absolutely zero soda for the entire year. There have been plenty of occasions where I'd offered to assassinate someone in exchange for a Mountain Dew, but my rock solid self-control did me proud.

I've occasionally found myself counting down the days or months until the New Year, when I can take that first sip of Cherry Coke, but the closer it gets, the more conflicted I am. I've gone so long without soda, do I really want to wreck it now?

The verdict's still out on that.

As far as my other resolutions? Something about running 500 miles in a year and reading 40 books? I did OK. I read 18 books, which is clearly not 40, but I trained for and ran four half marathons and one full marathon, so we'll count that resolution as complete.

I haven't decided on a resolution for 2008 yet. I'm feeling up to a challenge. I've tossed around the idea of giving up fast food, or continuing to give up soda. I've also debated the idea of running once a day, every day, for 365 days, even if it's only half a mile.

I've got just over 14 hours to decide, so I'll let you know if I ever make up my mind.

In the meantime, make it a happy New Year. Drink some champagne, kiss someone at midnight. I'll be skiing tonight. And if I don't break any appendages, perhaps I'll start Day 1 of 365 Days of Running tomorrow.