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fatty me

November 27, 2007

So, I did this wacky thing. I joined a gym.

It was a necessity, I have to say. Necessity like I have gone up two dress sizes in the last month. Despite breastfeeding, which I was told would take the baby weight off.

I guess it did, until I put it back on again.

Somehow I think seven weet-bix every morning and three ham, cheese and tomato toasted sandwiches for lunch might have something to do with it.

Yeah, I’ve got a bit of a portion-size issue at the moment.

I. Can’t. Stop. Eating.

It’s compulsive.

I went to my parents for dinner tonight and my mother had to actually refuse to give me another burrito: No, dear, you cannot have another one.


So anyway, I went to the gym for the first time today.

And it wasn’t so bad.

They had one of those heart rate checker things on the stationary bike, and I was surprised to see that the aerobic activity zone is nowhere near as painful as I thought it was. I almost, almost enjoyed myself. It was almost pleasant.

I guess I have too many bad memories of being forced by sadistic PE teachers to run around and around the basketball court till I was red and gulping and bulgy-eyed. No wonder I’ve avoided exercise for the last fifteen years or more.

Those PE teachers.

Even now I’m an adult and they are my colleagues, I still think most of them suck.