Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Yes a weight post. The horror! I promise it'll be brief and I will only subject my readers to kvetching about corpulence once a month. Yes, I have reserved the first Tuesday (Mardi Gras, how ingeniously appropos.) until my desired ass size is achieved.
I realized last week whilst scheduling my appointment with the neurologist- who, by the way has loud, hard rock hold music and a gum chewing receptionist, that I'd likely have to resume taking the metabolism maligning migraine medication. This was met with great trepidation the first time around and that was 25 pounds ago. Now, at max weight for my current wardrobe's capacity, it is a crying shame. Alas my friends, I must pick myself up from the sweet comforts of my sofa and get to work.
Losing weight is hard work. I'm still not sure where the erroneous science of gaining weight and losing weight came from. Surely, not from a woman age 30 and over. As many of us can attest, losing things- keys, your mind and the like is an easy task. Whilst gaining, as in muscle mass, momentum and energy is not. So, I present the following corrective argument and action plan: I found the extra padding on my ass and the extra chin and am now working towards gaining the discipline to stay away from the donuts and the comforts of my couch. A process that will be meticulously recorded and shared with you all the first Tuesday of each month until I lose my mind...er I mean the weight.
Joe, formerly known as Favorite Guy-I kid, I'm just being whiney, will not join me on my mission. If any of you are up for making a semi-conscious lifestyle change, feel free to share your tried and true tips and stories of triumph and carbs-deprived tragedy right here, same time, same place, each and every first Tuesday of the month. Peace.
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