This is a lot harder than I
imagined. It’s even harder to control my eating habits while living with a
pregnant wife. We always seem to have cake and cookies and pop and ice cream on
hand. And Easter chocolates and sugary treats didn’t help either. I exercise
three times a week (if I’m lucky) and I’ve been sitting around a lot more
thanks to a free month of Netflix.
But since I still weigh 164
pounds, I’ve only crashed and not yet burned. I can still come out ahead, but I
don’t think I’ll be the winner in this competition. Someone already lost over
20 pounds, and he’s carrying his team (The Slim Jims) to victory. I’m about to
snap into a Slim Jim. Eat me.
So how did I lose momentum? Life
happened. I became preoccupied by a multitude of things: switching cable providers,
buying a new hot water tank, getting sick and tearing up the carpet in my basement.
These things took priority over sit-ups and treadmills, but I’m okay with that.
I live an adult life and I gots to do what I gots to do!
On the bright side, I’ve already
made some lasting changes. I no longer eat such large portions and I don’t eat
an entire bag of potato chips for lunch during the week. I used to say that I
would only run if chased by a lion, but I find myself running… for fun! This
may change whenever I start running outside, but thanks to the practice I’ve
already had, I’m confident that I can outrun any lion that may come my way.
