Crossroad

I was cycling the Porter Rockwell Trail a few weeks ago, and I passed a woman with a T-shirt with “STRONG IS THE NEW SKINNY” printed across the front in really large letters. For the past three months I’ve been making a deliberate point of getting up off the sofa. I mow the lawn and mop the floor. I walk the dog. I push strollers, wheelchairs and vacuums. I jog and bike and even swim a little. In twelve weeks I’ve lost almost 7% of myself. Somehow none of it came from my belly – the first place I gain and the last place I lose. I don’t think I look the least bit different. But I do feel good. The American Journal of Clinical Nutrition recently released the results of a study that suggests inactivity may be even more harmful to your health than obesity. My tummy will probably never be flat. But at least I’m still moving.