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And Again With the Losing

This week, I am wearing pants 4 inches smaller in the waist than I was a year ago. This keeps washing over me. Even my pants are lighter now, because there is less fabric in them! A little here, a little there. It all adds up. Or more properly, it all subtracts. Now I still enjoy a Jamocha shake now and then. I still enjoy a lot of things that made what I am today, or what I was yesterday, or however that best parses. But I’m a firm believer in the saying: Moderation in all things. Including Moderation.  I’m sure there will be setbacks. I’m sure there will be plateaus. I’m okay with that. I didn’t get here overnight. I’m not going to get back in a weekend or a week, either. But for now, I’m wearing pants that are 4″ tinier in the waistband than last week! Share This:

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That One Magic… Thing

You have seen the ad, I’m sure, for Prevnar, that makes fun of people who might think a single sit-up or a single piece of kale is going to help them to live forever, right? There are a couple running now, here’s one: But I’ve always been impressed by this kind of thing because there is a magic sit-up. There is a magic piece of salad. There has to be. Think about it for a minute. Of course if you roll out your mat and do a single sit-up and then roll the mat up and never do another you are not going to get any healthier. But if you roll out your mat and do a hundred sit-ups a day, every day, for ten years, it’s going to have to have some kind of an effect on you, right? Well, somewhere between that first sit-up and that 365,000th one, is the one that’s going to make the difference. Twelve today? Thirty? Seventy? Hey, you’ve still got diabetes. You’ve still got all of the signs of heart trouble. You’ve still got a sixty-inch waist or whatever. And then somewhere along the line you pass that one individual sit-up that actually does make the difference. If you had quit that morning, at 357, or 1126, or 26417, you would still be […]