At some point I became the poster boy for weight fluctuation. I’m not fat–at least by my standards. Much of the 214 is masked by height. 10 of the 214 wasn’t there a few months ago. A death, kid stresses, and a lazy summer saw the weight matriculate back around my gut in a most unflattering way. To hear it from my more fit friends, the solution is hard work and better eating. Others go under the knife, twist and tie the pounds away. I research. I scour the web looking for a compromise or even a boost to get me going and back on the road to 195. Nothing so far.
Don’t get me wrong, there are a million poser wonder cures out there. Everything from Hydroxycut to Green Tea claim to help. Unfortunately I cannot verify that any of this stuff, even teamed with an increase in physical activity, will help burn away that extra luggage and allow me to get back into the kind of physical shape that allows me to keep up with my kids.
I suppose if there was a magical bullet, everyone would take the shot.
Some Thoughts:
- During the 1st week of school all thoughts of writing go away, and that is a terrible thing. I’ve barely had ten minutes to throw something up on the blog. Meanwhile, I have a ton of story ideas kicking around in here with no real opportunity to better my craft till at least tomorrow.
- I enjoyed the 1st 4-5yr old soccer practice. I learned that this kids are hard to focus and if I want to keep their focus then I have to be fast about moving them through stations and not having them sit around or stand on line.