What’s that bit about April being the cruelest month? Well, I have decided to make it even crueler decided it was time for a diet. Actually, it wasn’t literary masochism that drove me back to dieting, but the excesses of back-to-back work road-trips, my birthday week, beer making, traveling to Florida to see the in-laws, and general stress eating because of crazy school stuff.
I’ve been feelin’ mighty tubby.
And I’ve been feeling way out of shape, too. In the fall, I was able to go to the gym between four and five days a week. Since January, I’m not sure I’ve been to the gym four or five times.
So, as a result of my general tubbiness and out-of-shapeness, I’m back on “the program;” specifically, the South Beach Diet. As loyal readers may recall, I have attempted any number of “non-diet diets” recently where I just tried to “eat right,” etc. This has not worked. The South Beach Diet is the only thing that has even kind of worked for me in the past– I lost around 15 or 20 pounds before we went to Hawaii– so I’m giving it another whirl.
My goal is to lose as much as I can by August. I’d like to lose about 30 pounds, but that’s probably wishful thinking.
How’s it going after two days? Well, right now, I’m hungry….