Happy New Year! 2016 is here and along with it comes a hefty dose of reality. I'm not sure about you, but I'm fairly certain I survived solely on sugar and alcohol in December. I am feeling it in January. I know I should get serious and get back on track - and I will - I always do - but wonder if I need to enlist an old foe - the scale. A little background. About 2 years ago I decided I was not going to weigh myself anymore. Just wasn't going to do it. Mostly because for the past 20 years or so the scale has ruled my life. The slightest fluctuations (up or down) set the tone for my day. Lost .1 pounds? It was a red letter day of joy and happiness. Gained .1 pounds? It was a truly terrible, horrible, no good day. And so it went. Day after day, year after year I allowed this tool to determine my moods, set the tone for my day and generally control my life. One day I decided enough was enough. I stopped stepping on the scale. I figured I could determine my
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