There is a mirror in my bedroom and in the morning the first thing that I see is myself in that mirror. I have recently noticed that my image is sort of like a building in a time lapse movie. The scary thing is that the time lapse is the building getting bigger, not being torn down.
Yes folks, I am gaining weight. I suppose that I could sit here and whine about it and keep eating the Mother's Taffy Cookies--ten at a time--and eating the Klondike Bars. What would I do for a Klondike Bar? For those ouside the U.S. that do not know what a Klondike Bare is, it is a square of vanilla ice cream dipped in hard chocolate. Their advertising tag line, since they are so luscious, is "What would you do for a Klondike Bar?"...I hope someone from Klondike Bars is listening because I hope the would throw some cash my way for the subtle advertising, but that would never happen.
I have excuses. I lost 70 pounds last year, but have put 15 back on. I had surgery, and could not go to the gym, except to do cardio. I hate cardio. I couldn't lift weights, small with many reps as I am not a bodybuilder but a golfer. I couldn't play golf either. I was cleared to exercise and play golf and then my back went out. Now, my back is much better and I am going back to the gym this morning. Don't worry, I'm not going to push it as I know you are all concerned for my safety and health.
It is time for action. I have three more Klondike Bars in the freezer and a case of Taffy Cookies. When those are gone, that's it and no more. I am on my way to the gym as we speak...technically we are not speaking, I am writing...but I am going. It is really enjoyable when I think about it. I promise to cut down and get back to the weight loss. How many calories in a triple mocha with whipped cream from Starbucks?
No comments:
Post a Comment