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Jinkies, Velma! That sounds so easy. What is my problem??? I think it is the ability to make ANY food a red light food. Cereal is an enemy...oh so yummy...and it fills my tummy. I find myself gravitating to the kitchen and pulling out that tiny bowl and filling it with Honey Nut Cheerios and slicing up a yummy banana. Oh my...and then pouring the milk over it. The milk sloshing out as it hits the bananas. It's pure heaven. Crazy huh? Have I lost my stinkin' mind? Cheerios? Who binges on Cheerios? sheeesh. It sounds even goofier when I put it on paper.
I did win a 3 month gym membership at a silent auction oh about a month ago. Think I have been in to join? Heck no! They will make fun of me and my blob-ish body. And to top it off, I look like the ghost that Velma and Scooby are always looking for. All out spot light white. Eeek. I love Spring but it usually means I want to put on shorts and then I see the glare from the mirror and know that I need to hand out sunglasses to all those that encounter me.
I have less than 6 weeks till I leave for San Diego to walk/run that Rock N Roll Half Marathon that I have half-%$@# trained for. Oh my. I am gonna be IN TROUBLE. My dear hubby is already whining about the reason why I am going...but I have already made and paid for the plane tickets, got the time share lined up, ordered the rental car, paid the entrance fees for both me and my dear daughter. Heck, all I have to do is show up. And I am afraid I am going to find myself on the shag wagon hiding my head in shame with no bling around my neck. Oh my.
On a more positive note, I am excited about my Chi-Town vacation. I hope to find a room mate. I am a bit nervous about the whole room mate experience. I haven't had a room mate since college. I guess I have to take my own advice that I give to my own daughter. It's going to be fine and you are gonna have so much fun. I can't possibly think of anyplace more fun to go to (without family). Lots of giggling and photo ops. I love, love, love being behind the camera lens. giggle.
I have my guinea pig follow-up visit tomorrow. Where I squish myself into an ancient MRI machine-all for the sake of research. They make you eat a "weighed" meal and then they show you pictures of food while you are squished in the MRI machine and your hand goes numb because you are a piece of human play doh. But you have to be super still. What? Are you kidding me? Then you get to take a memory quiz and some other misc. fun tasks. But if it helps them find a way to shut the brain down so a person can be a normal weight...I am all for that. :)
I want to find myself at the gym on Thursday...keep your fingers crossed and the cheerios forever hidden.