biker chick

Went to a bike store. The guy says to me *and I quote*

"For your size, I recommend...."

"For my SIZE ?" I queried.

WTH - Not again! Am I fooling myself, or

did all my weight come back overnight?

"Yeah, uh..." the poor, stunned, clerk guy says.

"...What are you - about 5'2" or 5'3"?"

Oh! THAT size! 5'3" with shoes. (maybe*not!)

But I have a very long inseam - 30 inches - and long legs! 

Part of my evil*genius plan...

The bike came from craigslist. $125 cash

The "trainer," as they call it, also from craigslist.

I rolled up the floor mat so you could see the trainer.

I can ride inside, like an exercise bike most days.

Then, when I feel more like going out, or around the lake,

put the bike in the truck and viola!

Dallas has lots of bike trails and riding clubs.

A lovely dinner - cooked in my new apartment!

I usually only eat one cooked/prepared meal a day - 

Perhaps that is part of the problem. Ya think?

So I "did" these eggs with cheese and chipotle sauce.

I also cut back on the Monster to just one per day, with the protein drink.

(Although, I must say - Monster has lots of B vitamins!)

Coffee x2 today, one w/sf hot chocolate,

atkins bar, snack-pack of peanuts, 

I slept late - most of the day, in fact. And had extra water all day.

Where, and how that "fit" of depression, and angst comes from -  

I can only guess. I have very low BP, and somedays I think it is ultra low.

Being tired makes it worse. Hormones?

Ruminating? Skipping meals? Running like crazy?

For every action, a sometimes equal/opposite re-action.

And some days I think I'm just depressed. Not depressed, per se!

But now I can say it's cuz I'm on my cycle!  *insert rimshot here!*