I'd like to get back down to where I was when I was an avid runner: 178 #'s on-the-dot. I'm now 276 #'s, but running is out of the question, given my 911 injuries/repairs. I'm 6' 2" (or I
was before my back got broken in three places), so I carry the weight pretty well, but I know I'd feel better without all of that extra blubber. I know I should give up my Coca-Cola, Pepsi-Cola and Royal Crown (my favorite) Cola habits, but it's difficult -- I
hate diet soda; oh, how I
hate it -- and then there's Mrs. Mort's
red velvet cake with vanilla cream cheese frosting. I walk Daffy about a mile every day, which helps some, but the sawbones are now talking about a left hip replacement for me...JeeeeBUS. I guess the only resolution I can keep is of the "I
will buy at
least 20 watches in 2015" variety...
...HFNY, all...