I’m still not walking daily—as prescribed by Erin, our trainer—but this is the week I’m going to turn that around. I’ve got the time, I just need to push myself away from the desk and get to the track. That perfect 1/4-mile oval of asphalt is waiting for me, just 50 paces or so from my desk. So I’ll let you know how that works out.

As for the diet, I had a minor setback Saturday (half-price appetizers at the local watering hole) and did endulge in some Mac & Cheese today at the Devil Rays game (but no hot dogs, no beer, no Cracker Jack. Still, I’m proud to say the last two weeks have been pretty much by the book. I’m mixing up the lunches between Smart Ones and sandwiches…and going for fruit when I can. Breakfast is Honey Nut Cheerios (an indy box, during my 45-minute morning commute), though today I enjoyed a great fruit smoothie on the road.

My wife, Miriam, is super-supportive during this entire process. She did get me walking on Sunday morning to pick up the paper at the front of our little subdivided neighborhood, and she’s keeping the house stocked with healthy snacks.