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Suddenly it seemed like a good number of my shirts had shrunk…

Unfortunately that wasn’t the case. I’ve grown… more than I’d like. It appears that I slowly added 20 extra pounds over the few months that I have been an ex-smoker. I thought everything was fine at first, and… well, it was. I was being extra-healthy, eating more fruits and veggies than I had since my six years as a vegetarian. I sort of… lapsed and, well, poof, overnight it seems.

This extra, and very not wanted, weight is in addition to the little bit extra I gained as “relationship weight” last year. I kept telling myself that I’d deal with that in the spring and summer, as in… right now. I will, and I’ll deal with this ex-smoker weight, and hopefully by the end of summer things will be back to normal. Oddly, and I suppose thankfully, my pants all still fit, I just have a beer-esque belly, it’s really, really strange.

I’ve taken charge… and at least I’m not going through half a pound of licorice starlights a week now, lol. I’m rather satisfied in the ex-smoker sense, it’s been 3.5 months since I’ve had a cigarette; I’ve not even had a “puff” of someone else’s. I think my mother is addicted to the Commit lozenges, my brother Matt lapsed into being a smoker again… and quit again, and friend Matthew occasionally has a puff, then he starts coughing like mad. Kate is still a smoker, she did decide to quit, but only made it an hour or maybe three, lol… she’s just not ready yet. ;)

So, the plan is extra emphasis on not just eating for the sake of doing something. My problem has been all-day snacking… and on less than healthy things. Extra emphasis on eating much more healthy snacks, basically going back to where I was a year ago, I knew how to be healthy, I just lost track of that.

I think I’m going to manually dig a 500 gallon pond this summer. If that isn’t a work out, well, nothing is. Especially when you consider how there is virtually zero topsoil where the pond will go! I’ll be using the pickaxe, ahha! I’m thinking of building a sort of tea-house gazebo-esque “thing” in place of where the old gazebo-tent “thing” was. I think we’re going to buy a reel mower, and while nothing on Earth would convince me to mow the entire lawn weekly with it, it’d still be a nice bit of extra workout where previously I’d have used the weed-eater-whacker-whatever-thing. [Our backyard has some grass still, but it’s all sort of little patches that I can’t drive the lawn tractor into, so I usually just walk over it with the string trimmer (oh, yes, that’s what those things are called!).]

There’s walking, which is quite popular in the neighborhood, perhaps I’d actually get some use out of those “urban trail runners” or whatever the ridiculous name for my “sneakers” happens to be. I don’t think I’ve worn them more than once. I bought them to make the walk to Sheetz a bit nicer on the feet. I don’t walk to Sheetz anymore, I don’t have “desperately need cigarettes” moments anymore. Although… perhaps it’d be nice to walk down in summer evenings for fancy anti-starbucks drinks. All the walking will help offset all the fat… ;)

I’ll get this taken care of, damnit!