Exercise Delusions

I know two people who are happy with their weight.  One is freakishly nice and makes everyone jealous at the same time.  The second has a body that resembles an industrial sized freezer.

Every other human I know who is capable of eating a pop tart seems to have weight woes.  My struggle is: Sometimes my pants fit.  Other times I try to snap buttons and think, "Diet time, you Cheeto cruncher."

You guessed it.  I am in one of my wide phases.  So to celebrate my renewed need for a fitness routine, here are some of the lame activities I have called exercise in the last week:

1.  Rolling over in my bed while trying to find a hidden remote.

2.  Wandering around clothing stores and trying on belts.

3.  Flexing my hands.

4.  Climbing up and down the basement stairs twice with my load of laundry.

5.  Walking 3 blocks, buying a 400 calorie latte, and then walking home again.

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Comments

[Karen]

Thanks for visiting my blog. And no, I haven't had a chance to partake in Talk like a Pirate Day - that could be fun. And my fave form of exercise of the moment is reaching into the chip bag and bringing them up to my face to eat them. :)

[Melody Platz]

Karen,

There's another exercise I sometimes use if I really want to fool myself:

Breathing.