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!*
