Once again, it’s that time of year. On New Year’s Eve, when the clock strikes midnight, a new year is born. When I wake up on Friday morning, was I reborn? Sadly, I am still a somewhat paunchy (although I have great muscle definition underneath all of that fat!), balding, middle-aged guy, with a bunch of good and bad habits. Despite, 2015’s good intentions, I haven’t changed much this last year.
Sigh…
New Year’s resolutions have fallen out of favor, largely because most adults fail miserably at keeping them. Newly acquired treadmills, stair steppers, and rowing machines... Read More