Age is creeping up on me like a fogbank rolling in on a spring day. I've always been into fitness, health, trying to look my best, etc. But, damn you age, you make it difficult for me!! Suddenly, my thin side view is morphing into thickness; formerly toned muscles take more time to achieve their tonicity. Each sip of wine or taste of cheese seems to be deposited directly onto my waistline.

Then I picture myself at the beach in Maui and I have nightmarish visions such as the one posted above. Whereas I remember a more glamorous, athletic version of myself that must be currently buried underneath the aforementioned wine and cheese.