You know, if you go back and look at the annual, or old pictures, we were all reasonably sized people.
WHAT HAPPENED?
Now, arguably, I have an excuse since I had two kids after 40 and EVERYTHING changed, but in reality...that's not the problem. The problem is that age=weight and you either address it or live with it.
So Brenda and I decided to address it, and we started walking. Not "strolling" walking, but up-and-down hill fast-paced walking. We were motivated. We were dedicated. At the end of four weeks, which meant EIGHTY-FOUR MILES of up-and-down hills, I hadn't lost an ounce and she gained eight pounds. AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN DRINK. So we took three weeks off because I was out of town two and then school started, and now we've started back. Even though Brenda LOST ten pounds while we weren't doing anything.
We're on a mission.
We might not be size two's next time you see us? But by george our hearts will be healthy and our legs will be strong.
Which is no consolation whatsoever.
