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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

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I considered captioning the photo "The Alpha & The Omega" or "Coming to Jesus", but since Holy Week is over, thought it better to resume separation of church and blog. Because there are other burning existential issues to ruminate over. Like my diet.

I am so sorry that I am about to talk about this. Because I'd like you to think I am better and deeper than that. The sad truth is, I spend a stupid amount of time thinking about my weight. It makes me feel like such a twit, I can't tell you.

"I wonder what it would be like," I said to one of my girlfriends the other day, "to be old enough to have given up trying to hang onto our looks. I mean, how much creative energy do you suppose that will free up? What do you think we could do with it all?"

I wrote at length last summer about peering around that corner. I don't know that I have anything new to add, except that over the winter, I fluffed up a dress size like I always do, and will now spend the springtime doing penance, like I always do. Meal plans will be followed and food lists will be pored over and at the end of it, I will feel proud of myself like I accomplished something important.

And what's even dumber? It will probably net more positive reinforcement than nearly anything else I do.

Well, I have a beer to swill before this year's Carb-O-Rama officially comes to a close. And spinach to thaw for breakfast. See you on the other side of the Glycemic Index.


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