When you’re young your health is like a new car, low maintenance, oil-changes and a tune-up now and then. Now that I passed 40, I feel like a car with a lot of mileage on it. You still have to change the oil (which essentially means more exercise), but you have to keep tabs on the major parts too, which brings me to my recent post-40 physical. Everything checked out alright except the darn cholesterol. Telling a sportswriter to cutback on hotdogs, hamburgers, french fries and all the other stuff we love to eat is like telling a teenager to cutback on cell phones and text messaging. But I’m determined so any eating tips are welcome, and if you see me at a game during the fall, don’t allow me anywhere near the snack bar unless Turkey Burgers suddenly became popular
BTW, this has nothing to do with anything, except it is one of my favorite all-time movie scenes ever.