Spring is in the air... my tummy is getting bigger (and not in a good way)
Sure it's almost the end of April and Spring arrived a long time ago, but it hasn't been until more recently that I could break out the open toed shoes and short sleeved shirts and skirts with no hose until about a week ago.Despite the fact that I am genetically attuned to living in a humid tropical climate, I really enjoy this type of weather. Crisp air. The promise of a warmer day. This is the opposite of fall where it's crisp with promise of the impending winter. I'd rather be cold than too hot - you can't strip if you're hot, but you can add layers of you're cold.
Most of all, I just like being able to bare my legs. For some reason I prefer skirts and shorts to pants.
However with my ever fluctuating girth - considering my penchant to overeat pasta involved dishes - it's been frustrating to constantly feel like a yoyo. It may be easier to keep the weight off in the spring/summer... I always lose weight around this time of year... but I know I won't manage that if I manage to continue overeating.
I realized however that most of my overeating comes from some strange subconcious method of comforting myself. I think I am sad about E not being here and as a result I eat more. When he is here, I eat far less. If I keep this up I'll gain instead of losing weight while he is gone.
So this morning I am having Starbucks for breakfast and intend to make myself a sensible salad for lunch. Heh. I realize the Starbucks is probably not the way to go. But I could use the caffine.

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