Put enough miles and enough effort into cycling and eventually your inordinate ass will disappear. Keep putting them in and you’ll have my problem:
Somebody call the Wha-mbulance! It’s time to pull out the big guns…
After being sick and still putting in 80 miles last week, my weight dropped significantly.
I weighed in at 157 the other day (and I’m rounding up). At 6’0″ that’s getting light so to reverse my fortune I took the kids to Dairy Queen after the youngest’s ball game last night (my youngest got her first base hit!!!).
On that note, I pull up to the drive thru and what do I see on the menu? Dude, somebody thought to put an Oreo Blizzard into a waffle cone. Sweet Jesus on a pogo stick! Somebody call the Government or something!!! That’s cheating! There should be a law against that or something! Oh wait, I don’t want to give any of the army of politicians one more thing to rail against. Never mind Mr. or Mrs. Politician – please forget that you even read this in the first place. It shouldn’t be too hard, you manage to forget your past within a week anyway.
In any event, over the next few days I’m going to have to up the calories a bit to reverse that loss – and what a wonderful problem to have. What do you know, sometimes it’s pretty good to be me.
*Disclaimer – Sweet Jesus on a pogo-stick is not meant in a derogatory sense. Jesus was born and died something like 1,900 years before pogo-sticks were ever invented. Imagine the smile on his face at trying one out for the first time… That’d be one smiling Jesus right there.