My Name is Kris and I Blah-g

is apparently located in my mid-section. The weight isn’t falling off but it’s moving. I think my ears are probably shrinking… maybe my pinky finger. I feel like a balloon. If you squeeze my head, I think my butt will explode… ok that is a visual and a metaphor that I could have left unsaid but still…EEK! So, how is the diet going?? Well… I dunno. I really need to stop weighing myself daily. My sister bought a new scale. It measures in tenths of a pound which can be good and bad. It can be good because you can see tiny progress here and there and it can be bad because those little boogers can move up and down and all over the place. ARGH!I kinda wish I had been meticulous with the record keeping since the beginning. I declared my diet on January 5th but didn’t really start in earnest until at least 10-14 days later when I started my daily exercise. The competitor in me is wanting to try to pass my sister up…but she’s at an advantage. She was at least 15 pounds lighter than me to start with. Don’t get me wrong, I want her to succeed because it will keep her motivated and in turn, that will keep me motivated. Maybe competing is a good thing? Regardless, I shouldn’t poo-poo (I love to use that term) my progress. I am about 18 pounds lighter than when I started a little over a month ago. That’s nothing to sneeze at. I should be happy about that. But then again, patience is NOT one of my virtues. It’s not one of my sister’s either. She and I bemoaned the fact that it’s taking a long time. It’s not really. If you think about it, it’s not like we spend our day working out like they do on the Biggest Loser. If what I am reading is correct, then my reduced caloric intake alone should help me drop the weight. But then I get that visual of me being a balloon again and with a butt as wide as Texas. Not gonna go there. It’s bad enough that it’s as wide as Kansas as it is!So, here I am… the weight is shifting. My pants still are the same size  yet I can find my feet again. TRIUMPH! I do have motivating factors now. I have a party to prepare for this summer and next Spring a wedding to participate in. My dad says he can see a difference. That’s good. But he’s dad. Let’s just say that when I finally get to stand face to face with Mike again, I want him to say “Who are you and what have you done with my wife?” I would love that. Have I mentioned lately (I am going to blather on, folks….it’s Saturday night and I am desperately B.O.R.E.D.), that I have been experiencing leg cramps while I walk? I am not sure why that is. It’s been a month and you’d think I was used to it by now. But to be honest, here I am more sore now than I was 3 weeks ago. I thought maybe it’s because I am not stretching before I walk. So I made sure today to stretch out my legs – in particular, the calf muscles and then like a fool, started jumping up and down. Hey, I see football players do it…figured I’d give it a try. I thought maybe it worked but again, my right leg stiffened right up about mid-way through my walk. It’s quite painful. I am wondering if perhaps I am walking differently now and my shoes could be causing me issues. I love new shoes…but they cost moola of which I shouldn’t spend on just anything. I do have future trips to Disneyland to think of, you know. So, anyway…the legs hurt now. I run the stairs anyway and work out the kinks and when I really need the motivation, I try to picture Mike standing there in front of me. And before I know it, I am walking taller and faster. Whatever works, ya know?