Quagmire

2013 came and went. I set a goal for myself in January of that year; it was going to be my best year in health. I sputtered at the start line and just stopped and got caught in the quagmire of excuses. I gained the most weight and now is at my heaviest. What scares me is that it did not bother me as it did ten years ago when I gained less than this and I was able to get myself into shape and get healthy.
2014. I am hopeful. But I am afraid. I pray for fortitude. I do not pray for a bed of roses but fortitude to endure pain and discipline to be steadfast in my resolve to make this year better.