I didn’t want to do it. I really didn’t. I felt like a 98 year old for most of the day Sunday and Monday. My hips are groaning and my back is whining, but I WILL NOT LISTEN. This is all because of the lack of exercise and the 15 pounds I have added back to my frame. Now that’s not to say that while I have been ‘off’ I’ve been eating like a cow… it’s not true. While I have been eating well (that is to say healthy), my portion control has been non-existent and I have fallen back into the bad habit of work of eating chips.
DAMN YOU KRYPTONITE…
There was a stretch where I had chips every lunch for like 3 weeks (yes, I am hanging my head in shame). It’s hard to say no to those salty, spicy, tasty little treats. Packed full of sodium (mmm sodium) and fat (why does everything that tastes good have a tonne of fat?) those little devils have been weakening me to the same point as Superman faced by Lex Luther in the NY Subway system.
BUT, There is hope…
And while I am still waiting for my Ms Tessmacher, I did drag my derriere out of the condo for a swim and hot tub… and yes, my hips screamed the whole way. 25 minutes of lengths using various strokes, a nice relaxing soak in the hot tub, and a bath to follow at Casa de Chocolate (First one in like 5 years).
Here’s to baby steps on the road to health.