...with apologies to Meghan Trainor.
One of the hardest things about writing for a living is keeping the weight under control. The sedentary life, and subsequent weight gain, can lead to all kinds of health problems, most of which I already have.
Over October and a good chunk of November, I bounced between hotels and the in-laws while we waited for the delivery of furniture, both old and new. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of eating out. Despite my efforts at good choices and portion control, I jumped up a pant size.
Being able to cook in our new home has helped. I can plan our meals and control the ingredients I use.
Plus, GK is determined to try out for high school soccer next year (he was the unofficial timekeeper for the boys' and girls' varsity games this year). The new apartment complex has a nice exercise facility that's open 24/7. So every day, once GK is finished with his afterschool snack, we head over to the mini-gym. I alternate between cardio and weights.
And yesterday, I was able to get into my old jeans! Yay!
I'm not seeking to change how I look. I just want to be reasonably healthy again.
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