Saturday, May 16, 2009

Biking Queen

I joined Bob's bike riding group this morning and rode 20 miles. This is quite an accomplishment for me. I have to say I am a little bit sore in some unusual places. I don't care what that guy at the bike shop says, I'm buying the biggest gel seat I can find before my next ride. Bob stayed home today because his toe has started hurting AGAIN! Drats!

It's smoking hot here today, temps approaching 100. I want to jump in the pool and cool off, but I can't because I used the last of the sunscreen for my ride.

We can't go out because we have no sunscreen and we have no sunscreen because we can't go out. If I remember correctly, that is a tautology. I knew that Logic class would come in handy someday. OOH, I just found a new word for it "circumlocution." Try fitting that into a sentence.

Enough of my roundabouts! I'm off to buy sunscreen!

Friday, May 15, 2009

Cheerio

I got up and decided that today is the day I become accountable for the calories I put into my mouth. Okay, backstory, my sister went on the Flat Belly Diet and looks and feels great and yes I am a little jealous. Not of her success, but of the fact that I STILL wince when I look at myself in pictures, and I'm betting that she doesn't, okay maybe she still does, but that's beside the point, or is it?

I measure my Cheerios, damn, I've been eating more than a normal portion and my milk is almost twice the desired amount. Okay, good data point, keep going. My goal for over a year has been to break into the 160's, I'll take 169.5. All those 12 hour days and 4 flights of stairs I ran up and down in Florida have provided me with an unexpected bonus, I am closer than ever to meeting that goal. So I figure if my sister (who never counted a calorie in her life) can do it, so can I.

Realistically, I know I'll probably still wince when I see photos of myself. Heck, I wince at other people's plastic surgery faces. Most look frightenly freakish. Is that what I want? I'm guessing that wincing might just come with the aging territory. All my wisdom had to accumulate somewhere. I glance in the mirror, I'm pretty sure it's in my chins. I feel a lot smarter now.