A funny thing occurred to me while I was getting ready for work last week. There’s really only one thing, just one, that I’ve done with any level of consistency since I was a teenager. Weigh Myself. Not eat breakfast. Not pray. Not exercise. Not read or write or even have a glass of wine, all things I claim to enjoy. All things that make me happy. I’ve weighed myself nearly every single day for the last 15 years. It’s weird how… Read more »
