It hit me a few years ago.
The answer.
And I was reminded of it yesterday, when I casually shared it with a friend who wants to lose 50 pounds.
Your carrot has to be huge. It has to be one you’ll chase for the rest of your life.
Until I die?
Yes!
My big carrot?
It ain’t the world championships.
What then?
Being a role model for my son. Honoring our creator who gave us the gift of our body. Seeing our son graduate from high school. Etc.
The world championships? A smaller, several year carrot.
Make today a day you stop by the produce section and get yourself some vegetables. Carpe diem, jeff noel 
