DUMB AND DUMBER

Last Year over the period of 3 months I managed to lose almost 30 pounds.

I was eating right, and walking 4 times a week. There were days I lost two pounds.

I reduced the amount of diabetes medicine I take by half.

Then my scale broke. I stopped walking so much. The cookies down at Albertsons started jumping back in my cart.

After a couple months, I decided I sure did need that scale. I was worried how much weight I might have gained. So I went and bought a scale.  But when I got home and stepped on it, I was only up 5 pounds!

FIVE POUNDS!

That was like a small victory. I could shed those five pretty darn quick by going for a couple walks.

But I didn’t.

Then one day I stepped on the scale and I was up another five.

SHIT!

But that’s not too bad; if I really get on it I can knock those ten back pretty quick, doncha think?

And besides, I’m still good by almost 20 pounds, and just as pretty as ever.  

Why stress? Stress is not healthy, not healthy at all!

So another month goes by, and a couple times it looks like I’m starting to edge up another 5, I’m tap-tap-tapping on 265 every now and then, but the next day, I’m back at 260, and 255 isnt far from 260, except one day I’m solid on the 265 mark, might even call it 267 if we stop rounding to the fives,  only its not one day anymore it’s a full week that I’ve hit 267, and all that medicine I didn’t need to take anymore, I’m having to take it some more. In fact, I cant seem to get those blood sugar numbers down down down to where they are supposed to be even though I keep bumping up up up with the medicine, and the doctor is gonna kick my ass next time I go in because he can tell that I have been playing catch-up with the medicine, and they have a scale at the doctors office, and he is going to see that I have gained 17 pounds back of the 30 I lost, except I just weighed again and damned if I haven’t shot up to 272 now.

All because somewhere along the line I stopped walking 4 or 5 days a week.

I lost 30 pounds and gained back 24. I feel like the guy in Vegas that hit the jackpot for $4000 at midnite, and now its 8am and he  is turning a weird shade of green because he's played it down to $6.50. The crowd that cheered him on is now vanished, except for the couple looking at him laughing and shaking their heads over at the coffee shop.

How dumb is that? 

I lost 30 pounds and now I’ve gained almost all of it back. It just snuck up on me over a 6 month period.

How dumb is that? 

I feel so dumb.

That’s as dumb as starting smoking again. Its been six years since I quit smoking.

I may as well just start smoking again if I’m going to be that dumb. 

See you in Vegas.