Tuesday, December 04, 2012
When I sit on the futon now I often find my legs are tucked up in front of me. I can easily and comfortably wrap my arms around my knees and curl up. And just now I realized my legs were folded into some kind of hurdler pretzel thing. Maybe it's because my legs are trimmer, or maybe it's because if I let my legs just sit like regular the toddler climbs up on my lap. But I think it's funny.
So I'm waiting on that last pound. It's hard not to try something ridiculous and extreme to make myself lose a pound such as sleeping wrapped in plastic wrap or drinking kale juice.
One of my secret guilty pleasures is the film Happy Gilmore. I guess I like it because we watched it one day when my father was visiting, and he thought it was completely hilarious. But Happy has anger management issues and switches from hockey to golf, and his coach explains to him that when he gets to the end and is putting, he needs to "Just tap it in." And to not get mad, he needs to envision his happy place. So I guess I will try that.
Maybe tomorrow I will finally get out to the store and use the bioelectric impedance reader. I went with the intention of doing that Saturday, but forgot due to having a braincloud.