No better time than now to start fresh. The year began with an attempt to start strong, with some damage to a right hip tighter than it should be. A work life that required a couple 20 hour days per week for the last three months combined with sitting at a desk and an undisciplined diet finds me in worst shape than I've been in years. Six months ago I was preparing to run the Chicago Marathon. Now I'm happy if a run to the bathroom is done without having to catch my breath.
So, we start fresh every morning. Tomorrow is a new day. 42 days in front of me. Boston or bust.