2016 taught me that goals are bullshit. GOAL: lose some weight. METHOD: bike 3,000 fucking miles without increasing caloric intake. RESULT: weight gain, pants size gain, no blood pressure decrease, hit by a car, wiped out three helmets worth, had a homeless crazy person chase me with a pool cue, had a rat try to claw its way into my shorts. GOAL: have a birth center open in four months. METHOD: pay a contractor who said it could be done in three. RESULT: celebrated the 1-year anniversary of construction starting last week. GOAL: donate blood a dozen times. METHOD: go to the blood bank. RESULT: have the fucking vampires hound me every ten days to sit there for four hours chewing Tums without so much as a thank you. GOAL: Attend six yoga classes. METHOD: attend two yoga classes, both of which turn out to be "let's do Bikram in 110 degree rooms while listening to butt rock". RESULT: be told if I don't like bikram, I must hate yoga and/or freedom. GOAL: learn to program an app. METHOD: get on Lynda.com which determines that I'm so incompetent at modern coding that it's gonna teach my ass Javascript before we continue. RESULT: feel like I wanted to learn algebra and was told I needed to attend twelve weeks of Numbered Blocks first. GOAL: Get the book to my agent, rewritten and ready for publication. METHOD: rewrite book. RESULT: Agent drops out of the industry. I'm to the point that I'm afraid to try for anything lest I be hit by a meteor. The amount of external bullshit beyond my control... I mean, shit. I thought it'd be fun to take my family somewhere with snow in December. RESULT: we're hopping a plane to the fucking polar vortex and the high on Friday is supposed to be -10F. The HIGH. And it's supposed to be clear all week. Fuck goals.
Ben and I like to do Yoga with Adriene, although I'll admit that if Ben warned me I might find her eye-roll-y at times, she might be past your taste entirely. Right now we are working through her 30 days of yoga playlist, or at least trying OftenBen - you still with me? I confess, I did miss one day. But that's one out of 13 so far so I figure I am on pretty good going.
I much prefer doing stuff in person so that you don't teach yourself bad habits. We know a great massage therapist who also teaches yoga... but she's the one who tried to sell me bikram in the first place. We'll see what that looks like after the 1st of the year. Dunno. I'm a lot less salty after some legit R&R. 
Fair - everyone has different approaches to trying stuff out/learning new things. My personal motivator is "get into it cheap to see if I'm going to stick with it, then look into upgrading gear." (The girl's approach is "Buy the best gear ASAP" so you can tell that people's "different, but totally acceptable and up to their personal comfort levels" methods for approach have come into my view already.)
Definitely fall in between on this. "Get something good enough to not hate this because my gear sucks, could last a decent amount of time before needing to upgrade, but also isn't high end/current year models."