Wow, I start a blog and then forget all about it. I have a few good reasons for this. First, I have just recently returned from Christmas vacation, where the lovely Montanna and I visited his parents and family in Saint Cloud, Minnesota. I got to hang out in the Twin Cities a bit, see my husband’s hometown, meet 8,953 of his relatives, and relax & enjoy the holiday season. We went sledding, we went to exhibits, we shopped, we dropped, we burnt things, and we played. All in all, I’d say that Vacation was an overwhelming success.
So successful was my baking/eating/drinking extravaganza that I’ve managed to gain 20 pounds. Now, I’m not saying that people who weigh what I do are fat. I’m also not saying that I don’t look good or that you, whomever you may be, don’t look good at your weight which may or may not be more than mine. I’m just saying, personally, for many reasons, I’d like to get rid of this extra twenty pounds. So, I’ve concocted a devious (not so devious) plan.
Eat healthier and fewer calories and exercise. Isn’t that crazy? In the gym I plan to work on the elliptical machine for about 30-40 minutes and then switch to the stairmaster for about 20-30 minutes. This should put me at about an hour of cardio, which I feel (who cares about you fitness experts) should give me the boost I need! I hope to do this Monday through Friday, though I won’t feel so bad if I skip one day. (Maybe the skipping will count as exercise.) Eating is another can of worms, as they say. One thing I’ve noticed over the years is that a huge appetite is cultivated, and I’ve cultivated one. So, it’s going to be hard to stop stuffing my face at all hours of the day. I didn’t count, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I was throwing back a good 3,000 calories a day. That’s just ridiculous! I’m not planning on “going on a diet” but rather making small changes, eating less junk, and trying to eat healthy foods! I’m hoping that in a few weeks, the appetite will die down, and it’ll be easy. Honestly, after a workout all I want to do is eat, eat, eat.
I know this must be boring. Luckily, I don’t have readers. I just want to put this goal down in writing. I’d like to lose 20 lbs by July the 4th, 2010. That would put my weight right around 120-125. Gosh, I feel like Bridget Jones. I remember reading that book (Bridget Jones’ Diary) and just being disgusted with her for her internal dialogue concerning her weight. She weighed about as much as I did, and she was constantly calling herself fat, cataloguing all her eating mistakes, etc. I kept thinking, “The woman is 140 pounds!” I was offended on behalf of women who weighed 140+. Now here I am, Bridget Jonesing it up.
In reading news I’ve finished The Painted Bird. Have I posted that? I’ve begun reading We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver. The novel is epistolary, which is one of my favorite types of novel (aside from Clarissa). I’m not really enjoying the novel, and after skipping ahead to the section where the author tells us about herself, I’m even less a fan of the book. The author is a whiny snob of a woman who takes for granted (even diminishes) the opportunities she’s earned/been given and experiences she’s had. I hate it. Her statement basically reads like this: “So, I’ve traveled everywhere and now I’ve decided that I don’t like traveling because it’s so passe. And your English is incorrect. You’re supposed to say “As I” and “Like you”…duh, but I wouldn’t say duh because it’s beneath me and my hideous wrinkles.” Well, she does have hideous wrinkles. Oddly enough, the protagonist, the letter writer, is a woman who has traveled a ton and has now found some boredom in life and decides to have a baby with her partner. Eventually, this little bundle of joy grows up to massacre several people in a school shooting. She’s belaboring the fact that this has ruined HER life. Ugh. I hope it gets better soon.
Anyway, LIKE I was saying, (hehe) it’s the next novel I’ll scratch off the list. The list I should probably take another look at…
