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The New Resolution

On New Year's Eve I was a wreck, I didn't have a shot... fearing I would get extremely sick and spill out my gut. I went out without a coat gloves, scarf and hat, thinking it was still Fall; the harsh wind blew everywhere, even walking was tough. I reached home before nightfall, and drank hot tea to relieve the chills and the steady cough. The new resolution is too unrealistic to keep, I have to make changes to my diet: eat more fruits and veggies, lose some fat in my tummy and be as fit as an athlete; I won't win a gold medal, but staying fit it's worth my time and effort...wish me luck! Written on 1/3/2017

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