There is a complexity to everyone. Sometimes my thoughts drive me nuts. Then I discovered blogging - if I get my thoughts outside of myself, maybe I won't be so neurotic. :) I'm also a fairly private person, but maybe, just maybe, something I have to share may help someone else. I will never know. So here goes...

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Too Big For My Britches

Weight loss is an overwhelming topic for so many people, myself included. Counting calories and tracking mileage are just the beginning. Here is my list of weight-loss must-haves:

* Carefully plan out my errands so that I am no more than 100 feet from a restroom. Drinking water does the body good? I'm sure it has benefits, including the pee-pee dance and pissing like a racehorse.

* Always keep my gym bag in the truck in the hopes I will see it and want to sweat myself silly during my lunch hour. Deodorant and fresh socks and undies are a must.

* Gum. Lots of it.

* My iPod. Because nothing is more boring than counting the number of blue Volkswagens that pass you while you exercise.

* Sunglasses. Yes, I'm antisocial when I exercise. No, I don't want you to see how I really feel about my jiggly bits.

Needless to say, I am the heaviest I've ever been and vow to do something about it. None of this yo-yo dieting where I take one step forward and two steps back. I try to remain realistic, but let's face it - I no longer have the metabolism of an 18 year old. I also have to find time to work out. This coming from a former personal trainer. Oh, the irony of it all. When did I get way to big for my size 10 britches?

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