Well … 192.0 again today. No change WHATSOEVER. I guess I should be happy that I’m very easily maintaining this weight (versus gaining) given the craziness of life right now, but I’m not. AT ALL. I’m going to have to get serious about changing something. It’s apparently not exercise – I added 2 hours this week.

I can’t even begin to describe how much I do NOT want to count calories every day.

I know I have a choice to make – and I know constantly bitching about it isn’t productive – was just hoping I could up the exercise and see at least a LITTLE change.

Anyway – I was catching up on blog reading/procrastinating and watched this video Tess posted:

That, of course, led to this one (which is a great portrayal of what I envisioned my very first gym visit to look like):

Which led to one that’s … interesting … or something:

Moral of the story: I have a problem.

I won’t count calories because I claim to have no time, but I’ll sit and watch a man pose and flex for 5 minutes and will then break out my DSM … and will then be even MORE curious to find out what the internet has to say that I’ll read all about muscle dysmorphia/bigorexia.

Yeah. Slight problem with procrastination.

Today was typical. Jon put a roast in the crockpot with a few potatoes, carrots, onions and rutabagas. I didn’t eat much since I’m apparently going to have to starve myself, but it was excellent . Beef this time – no more elk. Too stressful.

(Edited to add: I added 2 hours of strength stuff. NOT cardio. I did zero long/slow distances. Also? I’m open to suggestions.)