after thoroughly attacking a plate of spinach, artichoke and mushroom enchiladas last night, i have decided that the time has come to stop making excuses and get back in shape. i will be happy if i can just reach the level of healthiness that i had when i was, oh, about nine years old. that should do it.

you know, i bet if i rode a bike or went to dance class or skated or jumped rope or played ball all day like i did then, i probably would be in amazing shape.