Easy come easy go

Do they call it the Freshman 5? Is there another name for it? When you first get married and you pile on the weight. Thats what happened for me. Late night Haagen Dazs and cookie binges, popcorn, huge breakfasts, and about 6 meals a day took me from a steady 180lbs to 191. In 3 months. That was the most I had ever weighed. I even hit the overweight line on the BMI scale (of course those things are a load of baloney).

From February to July

But I began a steady decline after that. Weight has always been a fickle friend of mine. Though the fluctuations have never been this radical. I now weight 175 lbs. My lightest ever since I was about 19. I'm still sick unfortunately and I can see that tumbling further. I want to get healthy again so bad, for Erin more than anything else.

Anyway, recently due to my health I have become more of a spectator at weights sessions. Tonight our coach busted out a device that is straight outta hell! The prowler. Pushing this thing with weight on it feels like your lungs are burning and lead is accumulating in your legs. You get dizzy. And 20 yards feels like a marathon. I got to sit it out tonight. Erin wasn't so lucky.

Prowler Flu hits Belfast