I’m soft and curvy, that’s what Kevin always says.
And that’s nice. I mean…it’s a compliment. He likes it.
I don’t mind a little extra weight – for me, it’s generally an indication that I’m happy. My skinniest times are usually my most stressful. Like…when I got divorced. And when I worked at NBC.
But the truth is, I’m “softer” and “curvier” than I’ve ever been. I guess that’s what happens when you cut exercise and eat whatever you want whenever you want. And your favorite foods are, like, ice cream and buffalo wings. And you’re 33. And 2/3.
The heat and humidity of summer in NYC sorta makes extra weight extra uncomfortable.
So I’m gonna try to do something about it.
I used to run. I love running. I love running races. I’m gonna do that again.
And there was one “diet” ever that worked and made me feel good. It’s one of those “cut out the fat” kinda things. It was ruined, though, when I moved to London for a summer. 12 years ago.
At least the best and cheapest empanadas I’ve ever had are not conveniently located.
Yeah. We’ll see how this goes.
About Me
- Hilary McHone
- Brooklyn, NY, United States
- I'm a smile-wearer, a picture-taker, a people-meeter, a fun-maker, an adventure-seeker & a life-liver.
2 comments:
I hear ya... I've recently become re-acquainted with my bicycle. My whole life I didn't need to work out, I worked. The 'out' part wasn't necessary.
In a grand reversal, My work has now made me pudgy. I remember being 175lbs, and looking skinnier than that. Now I top 205, I think.
But exercise is one of those strange drugs. I never look forward to it and I procrastinate like crazy. But once I'm doing it I'm fine, and afterwards I feel so much better and more energetic.
You should get a bike - then we could go ride bikes together.
I have a bike. Let's do it. :)
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