By: Bruce Hamilton
04/02/2013
I went to the gym this morning, April 1, and the gym’s owner, sole employee, and pretty much everyone’s personal trainer, Howie, asked me the same question he asks me every time I see him: “What’s your weight?”
“Stayed the same,” I said, but jokingly added, “Actually, I’m ahead of the game because yesterday I skipped the ice cream and cake at the Easter dinner.”
“So what?” Howie asked. “Is that an improvement?”
“Not exactly,” I quipped, “but I’d call it “weight avoidance.”