Yesterday, still two days before Christmas, I could tell without seeing numbers on a scale that I’d blown through the already-generous holiday calorie quota I’d given myself. Sooner or later in life, you know the story. It’s not just the quantity; it’s the quality (or lack thereof).
So, I couldn’t afford a routine day at the gym. Problem was, age and conditioning usually don’t allow me to go beyond routine. Pushing past my near-permanent, comfortable level would take something special. [More]