New Year's Revolution

It's the coldest, darkest, gloomiest time of the year. The season of happy family gatherings has just ended, the post-Christmas let-down begins, that taunting, tempting food is still around. Your will power, your enthusiasm, your motivation are at their lowest.
So why in hell has someone decreed that this should be the time for New Year's resolutions?? Is it really that special that the calendar says January 1 of the next year? Why? The stores are filled with exercise equipment, and Jenny Craig's food is on every channel. Society is feeding off your guilt (you did eat more than usual over Christmas, right?) and trying to force you to convince yourself that NOW is the time to make changes, turn over a new leaf, blah blah blah.
We've got to get over this. Given all the aforementioned circumstances -- the darkness, the food, the family stuff -- any resolution you make is almost guaranteed to fail, thus reinforcing the guilt and sadness and anger and frustration that led you to overeat and under-exercise your way to extra poundage in the first place.
I'm suggesting a revolution. Don't let "them" get to you. Don't make promises to yourself that you cannot and will not keep; just get up in the morning, look in the mirror and say, 'Dammit, I'm not that bad! This is going to be a good day!" and carry on from there. Walk when you can, eat healthy food, find humour in your surroundings, and don't beat up on yourself.
January 1, 2008 is no more special than any other day.