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Where I was last week. The lake, the lake! You may remember my bravado from such posts as No Excuses, where I asserted with vigor that nothing was going to stop me now. I meant it when I said it, but in my amnesiac optimism I forgot that in the weeks before my Stelara injection [...] Doesn't everyone promise that lifting this will make you happy? This afternoon I went to the gym. I was feeling pretty good about myself, all sassy and cute, because I’ve lost another pound, for two pounds down. They may be squishy pounds, not hard pounds, but hey. Two pounds. (Squishy pounds are tucked inside that weight that [...] I couldn't find an image of Tom Bombadil that didn't make him look like a creeper, so here's his house. OR, How Many Topics Will I Cram Into One Post? Ten miles this week, now at mile 99. Spent a lovely time at Tom Bombadil’s. Missed eating meat, though. They appear to be vegetarian. We set [...] For once there is a reason to be happy that I’m “middle-aged.” Brenda Davy, Ph.D, R.D., associate professor, department of human nutrition, foods and exercise, at Virginia Tech and her pals conducted a study examining the effect of drinking two cups of water prior to each meal. The old diet myth is proved true; drinking water before [...] Aaaaand….GO! Hey, wait, what's that? Did anyone notice I didn’t post last week? No one noticed, right? The problem was that last Wednesday night my body was preparing for an…event of sorts, one that happens PERIODICALLY, if you follow. But being clueless and somewhat prone to hormonal insanity, I was convinced that what was actually [...] Dear Diary, today I lost three pounds, and punted a gnome. Happy! Day 1: Today weighed self. Ouch! Worse than I thought. This is the day I begin. I deserve to be healthy. Day 2: Walked two miles and lifted one set. Go me! Still fat, though. Day 10: Doing great, no weight gone yet, lifting two [...]
Not my actual bed. You can tell that because I’m not in it. It has been one week since my last post. In that time I have laid around as if my very life depended upon my ability to hold the couch down with my ass. I walked my son to school exactly zero times, [...] I somehow feel an affinity for a living thing that wants to eat everything in sight. No idea why. There is a monster eating the eucalyptus trees that line the creek in my neighborhood. Its name is Morning Glory, which is polite-speak for an imported pestilence that threatens to devour half the state of California. [...] ??? Let me tell you a dirty little secret: sometimes, late at night, when I’m all alone in front of the television…I watch something, something with half-naked sweaty men ALL OVER IT. And oh, BABY I WANT ME SOME. Some P90X, that is. I want it, BAD. I’m sure you’ve seen the infomercials with that [...]
Walking: It does a body… less slug-like. School starts here on Monday. Monday. For those of you who don’t clock the seasons based upon where your children happen to be lurking, that means that—for us—summer is now officially over. I have no idea where it went. Of course, part of the reason it flew by so quickly [...] |
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