Monday, December 19, 2005
To stave off my rapidly expanding middle, I made a bet with Maxx that I could lose 5 pounds by January 1st. Yes, that's right, lose 5 pounds over the holidays, not gain. Am I insane? Well, yes probably, but what else is new? Anyway, there's money on the line here. Cold, hard cash, which now that I have to replace two tires and two brake pads on my car I can hardly afford to give up. Granted we didn't bet huge sums of cash. I have to pay her $5 for every pound I fall short of the mark, but every cent counts here in Povertyville, so me and my treadmill have become closely reacquainted. You see, this is where my freakishly competitive nature will come in real handy. I so love to prove I can do something that even under normal circumstances would be a hard thing to accomplish. Normally it would take me at least twice that long to lose 5 lbs during a non-holiday timeframe. But I still think I can do it. And I love being able to prove that when I say I'm going to do something, it gets done. Even if I'm the only one listening.