I was always in good shape up until a few years ago but a lost my mojo and just couldn’t get it back; not much inspired me. I was in the queen mother of funks...that is until the last couple of months. My inspiration/motivation has been my wife. She is in her early 40’s, a fitness fanatic and was diagnosed with stage two…
I went to bed not long ago and was in decent shape. I woke up this morning and BAM, I’m fat and not talking about “phat”, I’m so disappointed in myself. My scale is a sneaky little rascal. One minute I’m waterskiing and surfing without a care in the world and the next thing you know, I’m wheezing and huffing just trying to…
