I saw myself on TV recently. Not literally but figuratively. Literally figuratively. As in… my figure.
There can’t be too many folks who’ve not seen that Dancing with the Stars clip of Kirstie Alley’s partner not being able to hold her up and they both take a tumble. That clip came to mind when I weighed at the grocery store yesterday. The scale hit 172…for the second straight week. That’s a new high for me.
Usually, my weight is between 160 and 165. In 2006, it dropped to 155 after four weeks wandering in Spain but since then it’s crept back to what I consider normal. So what’s with the weight gain?
I’m rounding up the usual suspects. Winter is a prime conspirator. It was too cold to walk. And walking is especially important this time of year because of all the seasonal indulging, which for me has extended past winter.
I’m still working on the 10 pounds of fruitcake I bought “for Christmas.” I still have four pounds of it. And four pounds of summer sausage I bought on the Internet. Then there were the winter ice cream sales. There’s also quite a bit of chocolate which we picked up at ridiculous prices at the Russell Stover clearance warehouse in Ocala.
Work is a big culprit too. Every month, we’re celebrating someone’s birthday with cake and ice cream. I’ve been bringing doughnuts one Friday a month thanks to a perennial “buy one dozen, get one dozen free” coupon Krispy Kreme has been running. A co-worker brings sausge McMuffins once a month. Then there’s the killer pound cake a another co-worker’s wife (who has a home baking business) bestows upon us about once a month.
And when I’m out of the office on a business trip, I’m eating at some mom and pop “country cooking” restaurant that small rural towns are infamous for. These are places where $8 gets you meat, two sides, cornbread (hoe cake version if you’re lucky), dessert and beverage.
Week before last, I was at Quincy’s West End Grill and could barely walk out after a generous portion of pulled pork, mashed potatoes, turnip greens, cornbread and carrot cake. I always look forward to a Marianna trip because lunch will be at Dino’s, which has a Godzilla calzone which can feed two. And I’’ve got two projects in Apalachicola, which means I can hit Boss Oyster at least four times over two years and start lunch with a dozen raw on the half shell.
Now that the weather’s pleasant, Ive been taking my traditional 20 minute walk around the office park after lunch. And, I’m parking under a tree about 200 yards from the office, so I get some exercise while keeping my car cool. I thought I might see a pound or two reduction but I did weigh just after a rare lunch buffet (which was mostly salad and veggies).
But a weight loss opportunity is approaching. I’ll be in Vegas for the first week in May. I almost always lose weight on vacations because I walk a lot and eat less sweets than I do at home. Since we’ve been to Vegas so much, we don’t indulge in any bacchanalian wining and dining. Typically, we’ll take in two of the various “under $10” steak dinner deals, a Filipino meal, and whatever deals we may stumble upon. We don’t’ eat much pizza, burgers or desserts. (But since I do have a $10 P. F. Chang’s gift card from an Internet purchase, I may treat Susie to the Great Wall of Chocolate after a sensible “dinner” of lettuce wraps.)
So I expect to be back down to 165 by the time we return. And if not, there’s going to be a less exciting weight loss opportunity: mowing the yard every other week once we start getting rain.