Showing posts with label weight loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weight loss. Show all posts

Thursday, March 27, 2008

My goodness, there has been much bloggity fodder around the heigh-ho house in the last 24 hours.

With the arrival of spring-like weather, it becomes necessary to remove the multitude of layers we've swaddled ourselves in. After the removal of said layers, it's time to assess one's winter "stores". (Insert "fat" for the word "stores".) It appears, in my case, that I must have been anticipating a winter of epic proportion, because I have "stores" (insert "fat" again) left over. It's always an awkward moment to actually view what's underneath the 47 layers of sweat clothing and long underwear. Only this year, I think that perhaps it wasn't really 47 layers of fabric, but more like 2 or 3 layers of clothing and 44 layers of me.

Sigh.

Thus, along with the arrival of the first crocus and the sighting of the first robin, comes the first dreaded uncovering of the recumbent bike. (In the interest of being completely honest, I must confess that while I am writing this, I am eating a chocolate poptart and drinking a glass of grape koolaid. Because they are nutritious and low in calories.)

As a person who was born skinny and stayed skinny until she got married and birthed those babies, I hate to diet. Part of this may be because I think I am still 16 (not!) and I could always eat anything I wanted (interpret this to read Outback cheese fries) and I never gained weight. But those days are gone. Sigh.

All that said, I am still at the stage where I prefer to whine about my weight as opposed to actually doing anything about it. So, while I might climb on the bike while watching Dancing with the Stars (it is a two hour show. Surely I can ride for ten minutes while the dancers work out so hard.), I am most likely going to be clutching a book in one hand and a cupcake in the other while I get my exercise. (Hey, at least I won't be gaining any weight this way. And no, I don't want to know how many hours I'd have to ride to work off the calories from that cupcake!)

So, how about you? Did you "save up" more this winter than you "used up"? If so, what are you going to do about it?