Some Weighty Limmericks

Wouldn't the chair defense be nice?

*as if *

I fear I have fallen in a rut
Due to the ever growing size of my butt
I know I must run
It even is fun
But I can't control what I put in my gut.


Erm...

I really don't want to be thick
But why can't a diet be quick
It would sure be a winner
If a spell made me thinner
Now if I could just find that dumb stick


Running can sure make me sore
but thank goodness it isn't a bore
I have my good friends
as we tighten our ends
But I wish it would tighten them MORE.


You see my friends... the couch to keg program is BACK ON!

My daughter is taking a Personal Fitness class at school and their primary goal is to build to running a 5K (sound familiar) though they are jumping in much faster (as teens can do), but my daughter said they are allowed, for their final, to run a road race instead of a written final and she invited me to join. That jump started me, so here we go...

I am still having trouble with the eating end. Life is too stressful for active dieting... in fact it is really too stressful to THINK about eating. I do try to get my nutrients... I have a business meeting in Hawaii in May, so I suppose setting that as a goal date might motivate... won't want to wear many clothes there... for the moment, though, I am going to be happy with the Couch to Keg...

Maybe I will set the 23rd for the diet start date—that is 4 months before my next birthday, which seems ANOTHER good goal...


And As a final note: today would have been my grandma's 89th birthday. Happy birthday, grandma!