I’ve always been intrigued by Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol.  As well as the movie Sliding Doors.  And then there’s that one with Nicolas Cage where he wakes up and has a new life.  All of them have the premise of how one’s life could be different in the future if something you did today was different from what you planned on doing.  And I’ve decided that that’s going to be my theme for a while.  And I’m

It's Labor day and I've labored for most of it and am about to labor some more.  I'm going to power wash the outside of the  house.  Or then again I may just sit on the sofa and watch the golf and tennis on the  telly!!

 So tomorrow is the day that I start my 60 day trial at the gym to see if my online personal training business is going to fly!  Actually, let me rephrase that.  In 60 days we'll be able to see how successful the future of my company is going to be.  So for now I think the sofa is calling my name......

I had an old (both in the business sense as well as age) client come back to the gym after about a year's absence.  She's had a very good reason for a few months of not working out - medical reason that is.  But based on the conversation we had she thinks that she's just continued to make excuses not to come to the gym for the other ten months or so.  Which vary between occupying her time with something that can definitely be considered productive - playing a musical instrument that she loves, to something that occupies her time in lieu of working out - watching telly.....

It's almost Thursday and I haven't had a chance to take a peek at this website, let alone write a missive of some sorts.  And I think this may be a short and sweet one....

And I'm not not even sure of what I'm going to write.  And it's partly because my beautiful wife is sitting next to me asking questions about the tennis on the telly.  And my ignoring her has paid off because she just announced that she's going to lay down for a while before we go to a birthday party for a friend! 

A friend of the family (my wife's family of course - I don't have any here) works for a local paper - The Moultrie News.  And she said that she'd print an article of mine in their upcoming health section.  So I'm going to use this for that!! 

Weight Loss – why some succeed while others fail

I'm not sure everyone knows what I mean by the 'bloody rhinoceros head on the coffee table' syndrome or not.  So I'll give a brief overview.  Of course it's purely symbolic.  And it's used to explain to people that they are attempting to hide from something that is so blatantly obvious it's, well, it's like a bloody rhino head on the coffee table.  But it's a little more pointed than that. 

I was born of April fourth.  And so as you can imagine my lucky or favorite number is 4.  Or 44.  Or some derivative of 4.  And I know if I'm not careful I might end up like Jim Carey in that movie 23!!  And today is the 4th day of the 44th week that I've been writing this blog!  Wow....crazy stuff.  So I wonder what is going to come out of my streaming consciousness today?

As a follow up to my entry of Tuesday I want to add some information that I gleaned from Forbes.com.

"What we're seeing is a quite strong association between the pot-belly, apple shape among a relatively young group of people and the build-up of plaque in the arteries," said study co-author Dr. James A. de Lemos, an associate professor of medicine and director of the Coronary Care Unit at the University of Texas Southwestern Medical Center at Dallas.

It's been a crazy few days so I've been bereft in my blog entries......but I think that may well be the standard pretty soon.  Because Lisa and I are going to the doctor's a day early because she thinks there's 'something going on' with the baby!!!  Yikes!!!

From time to time I'll have a bad day......very very rarely though....most of the time I jump out of bed before the alarm and look forward to my day.  I'll admit that it's not always been like that though.  I've had my fair share of crappy jobs -digging peat moss by hand, picking wild oats out of corn fields, stuffing the bags of giblets up a chickens butt, making cardboard boxes to name a few.