*is grumpy*
Jan. 21st, 2007 10:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
agilebritSo, I burned a THOUSAND CALORIES on the bike yesterday. Two hours, a little over twenty miles. I ate some jambalaya, and some peanuts.
And I stepped on the scale this morning...and hadn't lost a single stinkin' pound. Considering the fact that I was able to gain two pounds in one trip to the movie theater, you can imagine my displeasure.
After my shower, I shaved my legs and clipped my nails, and stepped back onto the scale. Oh, look. A whole pound came off.
I loathe my scale; I have no idea how accurate it really is. I loathe my body; my metabolism is shot to shit. I realize that this is the price we pay for getting older, but I don't have to like it.
Bah.
And I stepped on the scale this morning...and hadn't lost a single stinkin' pound. Considering the fact that I was able to gain two pounds in one trip to the movie theater, you can imagine my displeasure.
After my shower, I shaved my legs and clipped my nails, and stepped back onto the scale. Oh, look. A whole pound came off.
I loathe my scale; I have no idea how accurate it really is. I loathe my body; my metabolism is shot to shit. I realize that this is the price we pay for getting older, but I don't have to like it.
Bah.
