Sometimes you just come to a sudden stop because the universe puts a wall—or a floor or a ceiling—in your way and you bang into it. I am for the foreseeable future in recovery mode.
Let me explain.
Last Wednesday, August 8th, I finished up for the evening and started getting ready for bed. I confess to preening. I’ve been hitting the gym pretty hard and pretty regularly and things were beginning to show for all the effort, so I was checking out my torso in the mirror, noting a small bit of belly definition I have never had much of but is—was—beginning to show.…