I’m writing this as I sit in the Endobariatric Hospital in Piedras Negras, Mexico awaiting surgery tomororw. I’m on the cusp of turning 40 and my midlife crisis is yielding a vertical sleeve gastonomy to help me overcome my weight. Harnessing this nervousness led me down the path of putting together a goal list. Which in turn has led me down a hair splitting argument about instead referring to it as an Impossible List™. It’s minor but I like the distinction. I really don’t know how well the inertia will continue but anything is movement in a positive direction.

So without further ado here is my Impossible List