Seven Steps to WHAT THE F?!
Step 1: Get fat.
Step 2: Set up exercise program and diet for a bet at work.
Step 3: Lose 30 pounds in three months, win $300 and gloat (in the humble way you have) about beating the pants off everyone else.
Step 4: Enjoy Thanksgiving
Step 5: Really enjoy Christmas
Step 6: Get sick for a couple of weeks, stop worrying about calories and forget you own a treadmill.
Step 7: Gain 8 of it back.
It’s true, I’m afraid. I can no longer pretend that I haven’t turned right back in to a slovenly sloth. (The slovenly part isn’t true. I just took a shower. Although I could use a shave. I just liked those two words together…. never mind.)
So, what the hell? That was hard work. Am I just going to let it all go again? Criminy sakes, I’ve gained back almost 1/3 of the poundage that I originally lost. How is that possible.
So, after I write this I’m breaking out the dusty treadmill and going at it again. I’m counting calories (retroactively today – that was scary) until I’m back to that magic number I had obtained.
By the way, counting calories backwards to when you weren’t paying attention, is one freaky experience. It’s 3:30 in the afternoon and I’m already at 1750 on the day. Not good. Sorry cheese, you got to go my friend.
Posted by Casey Freeland at 15:40