Two weeks before delivery, the last time I was weighed, I was 202 pounds. (!?!?) 10 of that was obviously Andre. A few days ago I weighed in at 175, which is still eye-popping and slightly shameful for me, but at least it gives me something to work with. Most of it is in my rear end. I have to lose 25 to 30 pounds in order to be back to what I was before. Luckily, I like to run, and losing weight via running is quick and dirty. I figure that by Halloween I should be looking human again.
Two nights ago I went for my first run in over eight months. It was a rough two miles, but it was a start. This time last year I was running 10Ks! Baby steps, I suppose. The sky looked like it was going to crack open at any second.
The good news is that when I run in the evening the choppers are landing and taking off from the heliport, which is nice. I love choppers. If anyone would like to take me for a ride in theirs, I will be an enthusiastic guest.
TR, Andre and I are off to Summer Streets again, this time taking on uptown. It's a good way to get the metabolism humming again. Most of my old clothes fit me now, but it's a slippery slope until you're wearing these:
