This morning I declared an Act of War on myself. Actually, I'm doing battle with my recent weight gain. Those of you who know me will know that I had lost nearly one hundred pounds over the last two years. In the last several months, however, I've lost my focus and put back on much of the weight that I had lost. In my lifetime, I have probably lost and gained back the same fifty pounds twenty times. I would now like to borrow a quote from one of my heroes, Homer Simpson, "D'OH! D'OH!, D'OH!"Of course this means eating right, drinking plenty of water and getting exercise. All the stuff that I know I should need to do everyday. But, I have to admit, I love pizza, wings and cheeseburgers. I know, I know all in moderation.
So, here I am in my "out of shapeness" and I read this article that says, "sudden bursts of moderate to intense physical activity, such as jogging or having sex, significantly increase the risk of having a heart attack, especially in people who do not get regular exercise..." Isn't it bad enough that I'm moderating my food intake but now I have to worry about jogging? Jogging is the least of my worries and you know that.
Now I'm sure the sex they were talking about was not the kinky stuff that David Carradine was involved in over in Thailand when they found Kwai Chang Caine asphixiated from engaging in oxygen deprivation while having his wanger whimsically wanked. Obviously that will kill you. The article was basically saying to take it easy before starting any physical activity...including sex.
Got it. Take it easy. Actually, when you think about it there are a lot of ways a person can die. Checking out of this life while doing the forbidden dance wouldn't be a bad way to go. At least I'd die with a smile on my face. But don't worry...just like cheeseburgers, my physical activity will be in moderation. I'll keep you up-to-date on my progress.
Be Well.
Bill
