Weight

When I first went shopping at Trader Joe's to stock the shelves of my new apartment's kitchen I bought some vitamins.

I took them everyday for about a week or two. Since then it has been a hit and miss affair. Also, my food intake has shifted from very regimented largely vegetarian and organic to whatever is frozen and/or on sale or fast. And more beer.

I exercise rarely. Yet I bought new running shoes.

So as my waistline expands and the guilt accumulates, those vitamins stare at me out of the cabinet and call out to me everyday when I head out to work leaving them untouched.

Why do I beat myself up over vitamins? I know they are just a microcosm of the less-than-healthy state of my personal care and feeding, but still I look back with deep regret each day. Regret better served for a younger man with time to still learn from his mistakes and deeds done or not done. I need to either do or do not and be happy with that.