I have been working out for the past 3 weeks at a gym rather than running around the lake. It feels like such an accomplishment just to go and work up a sweat on the tread mill for an hour and then come staggering home knowing that I am a step closer to becoming as fit as I used to be. Being a father is tough work and I have often tended to indulge in impulsive acts of treating us all to sweets, being ice cream and extremely large dinners out. I have gradually gotten more rounded out in the arms and torso becoming ever slowly into the frame of a human baguette. I have retained my youthfulness for the most part but age appears to be catching up to me and know that there is no time like the present to start healthy routines. Through school I received a free 30 day pass to 24 hour fitness and that has gotten me started. I have been eating breakfast like a prince, lunch like a king, and dinner like a pauper. I haven't dared to weigh myself for fear that I will be concerned about numbers when what is really driving me is that I feel better and can see a slight difference when I look in the mirror.