THE BATTLE OF THE...
I just returned from having dinner with my husband and son--a good time to share my thoughts on the inequities of the human metabolism.
Why can men lose weight so much faster than women (generalization)? Why can men commit so many more eating "sins" than women and get away with it (generalization)?
Stir fried vegetables, hold the noodles. That was my meal this evening. Husband and son: Pork wan ton, meatloaf with garlic mashed potatoes and fried onion rings, bread and butter, wine and (trumpets here) THE BIG KAHUNA, otherwise known as a vast slice of half-chocolate and half-vanilla ice cream on a bed of Oreo cookies, coated with hot caramel fudge sauce and encrusted with macadamia nuts.
Nope, I didn't have desert. "I'll have another glass of water, please," I said when the waiter looked at me.
The Big Point? Tomorrow I will not have lost an ounce of weight because I behaved myself this evening and my companions will, very probably, not have gained an ounce.
This isn't an isolated event. For years I've been turning down goodies while Jerry has said things like, "Well, what can it hurt?" or "I'll go on a diet tomorrow," before tucking into a BIG KAHUNA of some tantalizing kind. And for years the two of us have dieted seriously, at the same time, with the following results:
Jerry drops pounds like an ice sculpture in a sauna.
Stella takes off her watch and wedding ring before getting on the scale and goes cross-eyed trying to convince herself she's down a few ounces.
I'm certain the hex is in metabolic rates. Mine must resemble that of a turtle running in reverse, or maybe a goeduck. I have three pieces of exercise equipment in my office! And I use them. There are two more in another room and I use those, too. I take my dog on such long walks I have to carry her most of the way so she doesn't disappear before we get home (at 6lbs, a four-footed girl must be careful).
Theories needed!
Whiners welcome!
Share your triumphs.
Share your defeats.
Happy Monday, my friends,
Stella


















