I certainly feel merry. From 07/20/05 to 12/31/05 I lost 39 pounds! Woo hoo for me. And the last 2 weeks of the year, I did bupkis for exercise. And I ate a lot and still lost 4 pounds. How I managed, I'll never know, but I'm back on the wagon now.
Today I did Supercharged Sculpting by the Firm. By the time it was over, I was a puddle of quivering sweat. Not a pretty sight. I really can't take off 2 weeks in a row from working out anymore; I didn't lose much, if anything, in my lifting ability or strength, but my endurance was down. I had to stop the DVD a couple of times to catch my breath and drink some water. Once I was out of the shower, though, it felt great to have done it. That's why I work out; I love the way it makes me feel. Well, that and the fact that when I work out, I can eat more and still lose weight.
A few weeks ago in my WW meeting, I talked about what I liked to call "the pants of hope." Meaning the pants that used to fit and then stopped fitting when I put on all the weight I put on in 2004 and the first half of 2005 (and I was already overweight at the end of 2003, but I piled on about 40 pounds in that 18 months; which means I'm pretty much where I was 2 years ago, but I'm headed in the right direction this time). I kept the "pants of hope," because it was my hope that I'd fit back into them some day. And now I do, mostly. I get can all of them on and zipped and buttoned, etc., but the black Tommy Hilfiger jeans that I love are not comfortable to sit in. They're fine if I'm walking around, but when I try to sit and work while wearing them, they dig into my belly. That's what really sucks about being shaped like an apple. Pants fall off my ass and my thighs, which I've mentioned repeatedly, I know, but they're still either tight in the waist or fit perfectly in the waist, so I can't really go buy new ones. Well that's part of what sucks about being shaped like an apple; the increased risk for colon and breast cancer and cardiovascular disease are the worst parts. This week at WW, I discussed the "land of cookbooks," meaning the place I store all the cookbooks which happens to be out of my very small kitchen and out of sight completely, so I forget sometimes that I have them. Which means that I'm not getting as much use out of them as I would like.
The point of me rambling like this is the fact that apparently I have developed a speech pattern of "the _____ of ______, " and I don't know where it came from. I remember this one pan that I had a while ago, that happened to be a great shape and depth. I called it the "pan of joy and wonder," so I've been doing this for a while, but still don't know why. I don't even know if it's weird; all I really know is that I've just recently noticed the fact that I tend to give things titles.
Anyway, I ran out of work today which is sort of to be expected. I'll try to see if there's more later, but I'm not holding my breath.
What I'm reading now: Tonight I'll be starting Unleash The Night by Sherrilyn Kenyon, the latest in her Dark-Hunter series. I would have read it last week when it came out, but I decided to do a re-read on that series first (instead of the In Death series as per my original plan). It's been a while since I read the DHs, and while I didn't forget that I loved them, I forgot some of the little details, so a refresher was good; I did skip the short stories this time, just went for the full-length novels. I will definitely be doing my In Death reread too (all 20-something of them), but I have a book at the library which I'll pick up when it opens tomorrow, and that's what's up next for me after Unleash the Night. It's called Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal by Christopher Moore. I've read another of his books recently and loved it, so I have high hopes for this one.
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