The wagon. I have fell off of it.
I’ve been dieting for the past two months with just occasional lapses, but now I’ve gone down the dark path and I don’t think I’m going to make it back.
Over Memorial Day weekend, I had pizza, lots of popcorn and candy and a supper and lunch consisting of two double cheeseburgers and fries. I can’t recover. I’m down for the count. My eating habits have always been crappy because I had this supernova-like metabolism and didn’t give a shit.
As I approach the big 4-0, I’ve found my body no longer doing what it used to. I’ve put on way too much weight and I’m not happy about it.
But I have a solution.
My part-time gig is over at the YMCA updating their website. I usually work about two hours there and go home. However, I think I’m going to start working out again at the Y.
A while back I started to do some light workouts until my bad ankle started screaming out in pain. Well, I’ve been pain free for about six to eight weeks and I’m going to try and start up again.
Before I go into the YMCA, I’m going to change into workout clothes, finish the daily updates and then do some workouts. If I can just get into a routine, I’ll be better off I know.
I’m starting tonight. Wish me luck.