As I perused the Body Mass Index chart recently, I was aghast to find that I have slid just over the line that separated the overweight from the obese category.
Yikes! Sure, I can log 25 miles on my bicycle without undue discomfort. Even at my advanced age I can still do a dozen pushups without great difficulty. Heck, I continue to climb in and out of a J3 Cub without the support of a step ladder, a personal assistant, or a complicated winching mechanism.
I had no idea I was such a mess.
To console myself following this traumatic discovery, I stopped by the supermarket on the way home to pick up a few essentials…and a small pie.
It’s my firm belief that pie is the ultimate food. [Read more…]