Well, I'm 50 years old.

Me at the bottom. At Soundset 2015.

On December 11, I turned 50. I had been looking forward this milestone for quite a while and when I woke up that Friday morning, I really thought I would feel different somehow. I know, I know. I was the same as I was the day before. But living for 50 years on this planet brings a lot of thoughts to mind.

My main recurring thought was that I had achieved what a lot of people haven’t in my position; I have mostly maintained a fair amount of physical fitness up to this point, and I am very grateful. Since my birthday always falls during the ‘Holiday’ season, I had fallen off of my workout routine the past month. I hadn’t been to my weekly yoga class in a while, and the morning walks I usually do with my partner had fallen by the wayside with her nagging knee injury and the decline in the weather.

So now that the new year is upon us, I have decided to hold myself accountable by blogging my exercise antics for all the world to see! I am a terrible procrastinator, and I LOVE to eat! So instead of making some outlandish New Year’s resolution, I will confess my sins to you, the reader, and let you keep me in line!