Doughnuts Vs. My Pants
>> Sunday, January 30, 2011 –
dainty
It's bad enough that I have to suffer through the soul-crushing indignity of having to work for a living, but to sit at my desk 8 hours a day doing stuff that makes me want to throw an office chair through a window as the waste band of my (very stylish) pants digs into my gut like it's giving me the Hiemlich Maneuver; trying to get me to vomit out what's left of my youth, is a bit much to accept.
The grocery store by my house started making old style handmade doughnuts. My grandmother used to make doughnuts just like them. I even remember my family gathered in the kitchen around Christmas time dropping dough into boiling oil. My job was to cover the still hot doughnuts in pure sugar. At about a buck fifty for four doughnuts, I have been powerless to resist them. But fortunately, as with everything I like in Japan and that becomes part of my usual diet, they stopped making them. The recovery efforts after the Great Doughnut Infestation of 2010 can now begin in earnest.
Before the GDI, my weight was holding steady at a trim and comfortable 130 lbs. (59kg). I wasn't in take-off-your-shirt shape but I was looking good with it on at least. And I was like that for over 6 months. I almost had been lulled into thinking that this year I would avoid the unavoidable- the winter weight gain. But alas...
As of the kick-off of Making the Weight 2011 (Babies Make You Fat edition) I weighed 134.5 lbs. (61kg) on my bright pink plastic bathroom scale made in China. I will attempt to return to the Featherweight division (126/ 57) where I have campaigned successfully for the last few years. I will pay special attention to the torso which now looks like a pillow case stuffed with rolled up socks. Middle- aged man-boobs, you've just jiggled down your last flight of stairs!
