‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the gym
Not a carb was found lurking near fit, plump or slim.
The dumbbells were stacked on the racks with great care
Just waiting for clients to pick up a pair.

The trainers all cautioned them to be committed
No visions of sugarplums would be permitted.
And Josh, the big boss man, reminded them all
Carter Fitness is there, if from your diet you fall.

When out in the parking lot arose such a clatter
Josh sprinted outside to see what was the matter.
When what to his eyes should emerge on the scene
But a red suited man with no fitness regime.

Let me say from the entire staff of Carter Fitness, and from my family as well as myself- Happy Holidays.

This has been an odd year to say the least.  It has had it’s ups and downs.  And it seems this year  for many of us has had more downs than ups.  First the gas prices went through the roof, then the economy hit the crapper.  It make you wonder what is next?

I’ll tell you what is next: 2009.

You might think it is just another year, another date and just another chance for those is power to screw things ups.

Damn Nintendo Wii.  Ruining everything.  I thought that I was on the cutting edge, delivering state of the art fat loss training and nutrition programs online and at my highly regarded Carter Fitness training facility in beautiful West Hills, Ca. But apparently that is not the case.

I saw this commercial and I just knew.  I knew I was glimpsing the future.

Who needs a highly educated, inventive, motivating trainer with over 15 years of in the trenches experience guiding you every step of the way?

Not you.  All you need is a video game.

2 nights ago, one got me.  And got me good. While I lay asleep, blissfully dreaming of deadlifts and peanut butter a mosquito bit me. 5 times up and down my left arm.  Starting at my middle finger knuckle and going all the way up the the top of my shoulder. 5 red, swollen, itchy annoying reminders of a parasite’s night of evil misdeeds.  Stealing my blood- and in a small way a piece of my life. Ok, maybe I’m being a little overly dramatic.