I often hear song lyrics in my head as I move through life. Stuck on a train as Checkoslovakia was separating and Georgian mafia were stalking the corridors and taking passports? Simon & Garfunkel's "Homeward Bound" came to mind in a loop.
Travelling through Poland, which seemed perpetually gloomy, surrounded by miners headed to work? Well, of course "You are My Sunshine" should come to light.
Today? Pressure by Billy Joel does not want to vacate my head.
Today is April 17th. One month from this evening, I fly to Boston for the Games for Health conference, where I'll be speaking on a panel. It'll be my first time at the conference, and I'm looking forward to meeting, and meeting up with, tons of people doing exciting things around games, health and fitness.
It'll also be my next big goal - I had hoped to be at least 20 pounds lighter than my original weight by the time I got to the conference. I'm about 15 pounds down now, so have another 5 pounds to go. While I'd like it to be more, I'd be happy with "just" the five.
Can I make it? Will I put on more musckle than the fat I take off? Will I crap out and go on a fig newton binge directly beforehand? Will I be able to exergame in my hotel room? Ah...the mind reels...
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