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.