It’s another New Year, and we all know what that means, other than starting to think about taxes, paying bills from Christmas, and considering trading in a cat for a puppy at the rescue shelter.
It is other things, too. Studies show that 127% of Americans come up with New Year’s Resolutions that, somehow, involve the body. Building muscle sounds like too much work, cosmetic surgery might be considered, but the majority of us are thinking about losing weight. I am thinking about it, probably doomed to failure after giving up on, oh, around January 13th last year. My problem is that, when I lose weight, I reward myself with food. Lost three pounds since the last weigh-in, go ahead and slather some butter on brats and go to it. That’s like rewarding an alcoholic with Cutty, water back, for staying sober for a couple of weeks.
I never said it was logical.
However this is a good year because, on odd-numbered years I resolve to lose 15 pounds. And on even-numbered years I endeavor to gain 15 pounds.
And this is 2016. We will not discuss how I did last year. That would be bad form.