By Jeff Lund
For Caffeine and Kilos
I was thinking about Danny’s trek up Mt. Whitney the other day and realized (not for the first time) that I’m not young anymore. I’m not old (I’m 38) but I’m in that transition period where I have to decide what type of 40-year old I’m going to be because that will impact the type of 50-year old I will be and so on, then act accordingly.
It’s not about doing one cool thing per year. You know, rising up out of slothfulness to regain whatever is left of that motivation or youthful spirit that has otherwise been replaced by softness, passivity and Queso dip. It’s about always being ready, so you don’t have to give yourself three months to get into shape.