Free-Floating Anxiety Takes The Weight

I weighed myself and I've lost 11 lbs. I stand at 6' 1+1/4" inches and 218 lbs now. Still, a heavyweight contender but, a little trimmer. I suppose I could say that free-floating anxiety and stress has done more for me than exercise and proper dieting but, that wouldn't be exactly true.

I've been eating cereal for breakfast (Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Anybody have a problem with that cereal?) with the occasional banana cut up in it. When I want to get real fly, I have strawberries and bananas cut up in my cereal. I've been skipping lunch, preferring just to walk around campus and socialize with folk I haven't seen since the seasons changed. Occasionally, I would stop by Salad Alley and have a big salad and Ice Tea but, more often than not, I would just skip lunch altogether. My big meal of the day would be dinner. Mind you, this is the only meal of the day that I didn't have to pay for. I never thought I'd see the day when I would pay to eat cereal.

In the afternoon, before I'd sit down and drop these semi-literary gems on you good people, I have taken to walking. Sometimes, I just walk, think, talk to myself (although, I don't answer myself back), look up, and I don't know where I am or how I got there. Then, I eventually make it back home and sit on my steps before I decide to come inside and start writing posts for my blogs and Facebook. The results... a loss of 11 lbs! I must admit, I feel better. There is a glide in my stride and more of a dip in my hips but, I swear it's not exercise. Besides walking, I haven't been doing any exercising... I don't even like the word.

I had a swimming instructor who I swear looked like Lee Harvey Oswald, the accused assassin of John F. Kennedy. He would always make us do stretching exercises before we got in the pool. He had a decidedly southern accent and before we got in the pool he used to say, "Awwwwl rat now gentlemens... ex er cisssssssseeeeeeeeeee!" I hated the sound of his voice when he said that... it was almost like I could hear a subliminal message beneath his voice that was really saying, "I am Satan and I'm gone drown you little colored boys once ya get in that water." I could swear that that's what I heard. His voice just gave me the creeps but, maybe that's because I was a 10 year old with an overactive imagination. Some would argue that now, I'm a middle aged man with an overactive imagination. Who me? Nah!!!!

I haven't done any real exercising and yet, I've lost 11 lbs. Maybe if I do some real exercising, I can be down to my goal of 210 lbs in no time. Who knows? Right now, I'm wearing a pair of pants that actually have some wiggle room in them and I can run through my house and play "air basketball" without getting winded the way I did about two months ago.

I'm just playing with you guys. I just recently got a report from my cardiologist, who said that my heart is in good shape and that there is no blockage of any valves. I was having chest pains a few months ago, which I now know was a slight case of acid reflux. With that news and my little pain problem solved, I've been running around like a man with a new lease on life... that's more than likely the reason for the weight loss.

So, I say that to tell you this... I'm drinking an ice tea right now and raising my glass to good health, the loss of possibly another 11 lbs, and a victory of free-floating anxiety over exercise!