Getting frustrated with my expanding belly, I finally decided to do something about it. Actually, I began about a month or so ago by not taking elevators anymore (and rarely escalators). So at work I climb the 5 floors to my office instead of taking the elevator. At Harvard Station (which is fairly deep under ground when using the Church Street exit) I climb the stairs instead of using the escalator or walking to the gradual ramp at the main entrance).<\/p>\n
But this past weekend, with the weather finally warming up, Randy and I took a nice walk around the hilly Tufts campus. Then we went candlepin bowling (which apparently is a regional thing – who knew the rest of the country only did tenpin bowling?). Anyway, bowling can be a fairly good work-out I’ve discovered (based on the aches I feel the next day). Finally, before bed, Randy and I did some sit ups. I managed to do 75 (in reps of 10). I know, pretty pathetic. But I felt like I was going to puke. Now I know how those B-list (who am I kidding, Z-list) folks on Celebrity Fit Club feel.<\/p>\n
Another reason for this health food kick was what took place the rest of the weekend. Brownies and chicken wings Friday night – along with some competitive Uno playing (all games are competitive if Randy is involved). Saturday was a wine-tasting party (along wtih more brownies and chocolate chip cookies and pulled pork and chicken satay). Oh, and for breakfast Randy made me chocolate chip pancakes, homefries and sausage.<\/p>\n
I’d bought a new pair of Levi 501’s the weekend before and they were the same size as my last pair: 33X32 (my Mom was there when I bought them and she commented that I looked more like a 34X32…ouch). But when I put them the jeans on for the firs time this weekend, they fit quite differently than my older, comfy pair. I’m hoping they’ll stretch out to it me the same over time.<\/p>\n
And I hope the sit-ups will help because I sure as hell don’t have the motivation to join a gym.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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