One week before Halloween I was afflicted with a toothache that was so severe that I stayed up one night pondering whether I really needed ur (the tooth, that is). I even watched a few videos of men who were less manly than I successfully remove their own tooth.  But wisdom and fear prevented me from going that route. 

One thing I did change, however, is my abusive relationship with candy. It has been two weeks thus far, and I am candy free! Not that I haven't held an Almond Joy or Snickers in my hand, while looking at it with lust. This happens almost hourly at work, but I remain unsullied. This is pretty big for me. We will see how long it lasts, especially since we are entering that sugary time of year. 

This, along with a commitment to do two marathons next year, should leave me in pretty decent shape. I guess we'll see how committed I am.