Wearing Failure on my A$$


It’s funny, and sad at the same time, that when I finish a tough project and want to say “I worked my ass off”, I stop and mumble something else. After all, it’s clear to everyone, including me, that my ass isn’t any smaller.

Maintaining my weight hasn’t been a problem. I’ve been this same size for the last 10-12 years. Super-sized. I’ve been successful at a number of things during my life, but my most visible sign of failure follows me around every day. This baby “got back”.

Five years until I retire. I want to lose seventy-five pounds before then.

Reasonable? Yes. Doable? Definitely, yes.

During this time of self reflection, here is my first goal:

Improve my health beginning with:

  • Walking an average of one mile each day, over and above movement I would make in the normal course of a day

Losing the “rear” in my rear view mirror? Sounds like a plan.  🙂

3.1/1  (Translation: I walked 3.1 miles or a 5K on day 1) Woohoo!!

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