A funny story for a Friday! Earlier this summer on our church mission trip, we helped out at a day care in East STL. It was a great time with some wonderful children. We went from room to room to play with the kiddos. I walked into the 2 year old room and was promptly greeted by this squealing little boy! He threw is arms around my legs and screamed, "SANTA". In his defense, I am jolly and I was wearing a red shirt. It was pretty funny and I joined in the laughter. I even retold the story numerous times. But in reality this little kid had a point. I am obese and need to do something about it. In hindsight, this innocent comment had a greater impact than any of my would've, could've, or should've. I joined a gym and hired a trainer two weeks later. I suppose I should thank this little guy or perhaps send his parents a bill for my therapist!
I hope all of my readers have a wonderful Labor Day weekend! Don't over due the BBQ and fixings! My plan is hang out at home and be a bum! Maybe I'll even get to one of those projects I keep putting off! Later!