Absence makes the gut grow bigger...

**Somewhat serious post--will resume sarcasm and irreverence after today.**

So, I've "been away." Not in the literal sense, though I do travel a lot. In the sense that sometime around October of last year, I lost my way in this healthy living thingy. Lost 52 lbs last year, put almost 30 back on, most during the Oct-Dec time frame.

Damn.

This isn't rocket science. Or brain surgery. Or rocket surgery. Calories in, calories out... (yes, yes, I'm aware of the myriad macro variations). I can blame my business (hectic), travel (constant), some personal drama (we all have it), the list goes ad nauseum.

Truth is, I just lost the motivation. Until it became obvious to me, again, that I wasn't heading in the right direction.

Que sera... I'm back on plan, and have been since Christmas. Doing well, just hesitated to come clean here until I was certain I had my mojo back. New year, new me sort of crap.

I have a small statue of a German mountain climber on my desk given to me by Roy Van Cleave, my graduate professor in Management. Dr. Van Cleave was a retired Marine Colonel, and one of the smartest men I've ever met. He gave me that statue when I told him I was leaving the Air Force, saying I would always have a "mountain to climb."



He was right.

Sometimes big ones, sometimes just mole hills. There's always something big and bodacious staring right at us. Such is life...

Hope all are well.

KB