Relatively Minor
Laughter does not have to come from a major source. It could indeed be ... relatively minor.
I recently decided to start a diet and give up some of my favorite foods to live a healthier life.
Although it required some sacrifices, I didn’t have to bid farewell to everything I loved. My husband and our two dogs are still by my side ... and there’s a king size Three Musketeers in the cupboard, just in case.
Initially, I planned to eat smaller portions and change my eating habits to lose weight for the sake of my health. However, I found it somewhat eerie that the first three letters of my intended lifestyle change spelled out the word “die”. Opting for a daily routine of burgers, fries, chocolate cake, and a 24 oz. Coke seemed like a much safer choice.
I set my alarm for 4:30 a.m. on Monday, determined to achieve my goal through diet and exercise. It was still dark outside, so I adorned myself with red and green flashing lights before heading out the door. I probably looked like a Christmas tree strolling down the road, but at least I wouldn’t end up like a deer in the headlights.
After an hour and a half of walking, I managed to cover 4 miles. I was quite hungry, but I couldn’t find “horse” listed as one of the available proteins on my weight management app, so I settled for a boiled egg. Anxiously looking forward to six baby carrots for my mid-morning snack, I am sure every bunny in the neighborhood will be envious.
It’s only been eight days, and it looks like this calorie counting is working! I’ve already lost three pounds. At my age, though, I’ll probably never remember where I left them!
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