Guest post by Blog Manager Robbi Hess

I'm declaring that September is the new January. If melon is the new black when it comes to fashion, why can't I declare that I begin my "Happy New Year" in September? The humidity is waning, the nights are cool, the days are beautifully warm, no snow is falling and I feel a new sense of purpose. 

Like much of the general population I make New Year's resolutions in January -- the dead of winter when the daylight is non existent and I have been shivering since November. I vow to lose 10 pounds, walk or exercise more, etc. Well, when it's so cold, all I want is comfort foods -- heavy stews, gravy-laden dishes, mashed potatoes, warm cobbler desserts. Who's losing weight with that diet? As for walking? Well one of the last times I walked in the winter I ruined my knee and needed surgery; my motivation to walk in the snow and on icy sidewalks is at an all time low. Join a gym? Well, there are a few around here but since I feel like a dork and don't really know how to use the equipment at the gym all I ever do is the treadmill. It seems an excessive amount of money to walk on a treadmill, right?