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This. Today. In every way. Balance, I invite you back into my life, not just so I can show off how hard I nail it when I nail it (which I’m happy to do), but because every time I announce a goal publicly, I do it (except for the time I thought I needed to quit touring; sans balance). My quarantine body lookin like I got a good personality, y’all … I’ve been half-assing it for quite a while now. Since WAY before quarantine actually. I’ve reset at least a dozen times in as many months. It’s fucking exhausting. And unreliable.

Here’s the deal: Last New Year’s, when we went around the table, resolution time, @andy86thomps (who I know to walk his talk) said something along the lines of, “I don’t so much have resolutions because I know what my life needs when it needs it, and so I do that.” My life needs this right now. Because I know what this level of health feels like, and the domino effect it has on my way of being. Today’s the day. Not next Monday. Not starting December 1. Not the New Year. Now. 30 days full-stop to reset. No bullshit. Thanksgiving included. December 11 I recalibrate for sustainability. Bad back and all. Carpal tunnel and all. What flu may come. Clean the house out. Clear the cobwebs. Lift the fog. There’s a will and I’m lucky enough to already know the way. If you know what you’re doing, and you wanna ride with me, it’s now time. I’m goin in. Remind me I said all of this at 9pm every night when the cereal aisle beckons from the North…