Before I embarrass myself, let me start off with some good news (mostly): None of my pants fit me.
Now, normally for a Phat* person that would be a bad thing–and, indeed, for most of my life it has been. But, in this new phase of life, it’s actually pretty great. All my pants are too BIG. Too big for the Big Girl.
Yeah…take a while to let that sink in:
So, yeah, I’m feeling pretty ‘rad’ right now (am I bringing ‘rad’ back?–I’m not sure; but I think I’m trying to bring that back.) The downside is that none of my pants fit me and I’m a quasi-broke graduate student.
Still, a small price to pay for health, in my opinion.
[*I’ll write more about my use of Phat later. But suffice to say that it’s my positive way of looking at my weight loss journey]
Now, on to the less stellar part of this day. (But, just as with pants thing, it’s a double-edged sword). Bad news first this time: I could only cycle for 15 minutes today on my road bike. I know, I know, hold the applause.
Honestly getting used to the toe clips,
raging saddle discomfort, and new riding position wears me out, too. But mostly it’s my lack of cardiovascular conditioning. But, here’s the thing. I don’t mind it. I mean, of course, it would be great to just jump on my bike and ride a century. But what would be the fun of being a Phat cyclist and tracking my weight loss testimony if I were already fit?
Confusing, right? I know.
But it makes sense to me, so bygones.
Anyway, it will be fun to look back on these posts when I actually can ride for a decent amount of time!