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It begins . . . TODAY

It's time . . . no more junk food. No more sweet snacks in the office kitchen. No more beer (well, we're getting kinda carried away here . . . maybe a little beer). I'm tired of being in the overweight category. I'm ready to be healthier. It's time. And I'm not making a New Year's Resolution . . . I'm doing it NOW. Not tomorrow. Not next week. Not January 1st. RIGHT NOW.
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