Overeating or Under Training?

Thad and I had some friends over and as good hosts had wonderfully, scrumptious foods with all the calories, sugar, fat and carbs I could think of.  The friends brought their delicious contributions as well.  Between the preparing (I sample as I cook), the hosting (I confirm that it is edible), and then of course the cleaning up of the leftovers (wouldn’t want it to go to waste), I feel like a hippo trying to stuff myself into a girdle.  I gave some away but the devil on my left shoulder convinced me to wipe out the biscotti myself because they are just too good to pass up and I have forbidden Thad to make them again until Christmas.

Its not that I don’t exercise.  Thad & I bike, walk, or do exercise videos 6 days a week.  In addition, our daughter, Francesca is a personal trainer who puts us through our paces twice a week until we wonder if we were such terrible parents to be deserving of this much torture.   We think she stays up at night just to plan her attacks.

No, I exercise.  It’s just that I don’t exercise enough to eat the amount I’d like to and do.  Frankly, there aren’t enough hours in the day to compensate for what I ate this weekend.

But I have a plan.  We have a “Personal Trainer.”  Now we need a “Food Monitor.”  This person’s sole responsibility will be to slap the food out of my mouth whenever I put unhealthy (but oh, so delicious) foods in my mouth.

The next time you see me, I will no longer look like a hippo in a girdle but will be slender and radiate health.  That’s because my face, will be red from all the slapping.

Comments (2)

  1. When you hire this person please let me know. I need their services too!

    September 10, 2018 at 5:12 pm
    1. I know, right?!? Wonder what their qualifications need to be? A good right hook or patience?

      September 13, 2018 at 6:00 am

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