Weight. A 6-letter word most of us don’t like. The nurse says, “Let’s get your weight, step on the scale, please.” Cringing, you slip off your shoes, hoping that action will somehow knock off a few pounds. Silently, you say to yourself, I have got to lose some weight. After you leave the office, that thought flees as you drive through McDonalds and grab dinner because it’s late and everyone at home is hungry, you included.

We are a tired society. Work, meetings, appointments, social obligations, children’s sports practices and dance classes, helping with homework, attending classes, care taking of others, organizations, volunteering, oil changes, shopping, cooking, cleaning, holidays and all they bring, checking Facebook, answering calls, sending text messages, and the list infinitely rolls onward. We go 100 miles an hour and in 10 different directions all at the same time. There is no end to our list of to-do’s. This ongoing list contributes to scale anxiety—who wants to step on it? read more