One Bite at a Time
Fucking COVID. I suppose all new blog launches should begin with profanity when it matters, or maybe it's just my jaded view when it comes to the pandemic. Heading into the pandemic I had so many great things in my life. I had finally left my lifelong obesity behind for good. I was in top physical condition for a 50 year old. I ran Spartans of every distance like a badass and even completed the Dopey Challenge, 48 miles in four days just before the world shut down. I had a successful online support group, I ran a charity that was growing by leaps and bounds, with my professional life as a nurse practitioner taking off in ways I never dreamed possible. Yes, I was taking on the world like a proverbial great white shark with a no excuses mentality when it came to tackling issues. I even had, dare I say it myself, a fairly inspirational blog that drew from popular song lyrics to teach valuable life lessons I myself had learned throughout that ...