A year isn’t one big chance. It’s fifty-two Mondays and three hundred sixty-five mornings. Plenty of do-overs.

Fifty-two Mondays is a completely different proposition from one shot at a year. If the year is a single chance, a bad February ruins it and there is nothing left to do but wait for January. Split into weeks and mornings it turns into a long run of restarts, most of which nobody else is tracking. Missing one costs very little except the story you tell about missing it.

Restart on a Wednesday for once rather than waiting for a clean starting line. Aim at the next seven days instead of the next twelve months.