I have always had this vague notion that losing weight in the summer is easy. My logic is that the weather is warm and therefore I am more likely to be outside and active. Likewise, summer is THE season for fruits and vegetables, so my diet should naturally be more healthy. You can see where this is going. The outcome of these two happy circumstances would be that I would lose weight without really trying, hence the living is easy. Except that it ain't. Rather than losing weight this summer, I have gained some back. I feel it in the waist of my pants and the tightening of my belts. I have been feeling too afraid to get on the scales to see what the damage is, but I forced myself to do it yesterday and I weighed 214 lbs. I have gained back half of what I lost since the beginning of the year.
It is true that I have been playing more tennis this summer, which I love and generally is good exercise. There was even one day where I jogged to our community pool - two miles away, swam 20 laps and then jogged home. The problem has been a lassitude of my attitude. Exercise this summer has been more as I feel like it or as an opportunity comes up, rather than regular, planned, and vigorous. Likewise, although I have been eating more fruits and vegetables, I have also been eating more of everything else and not writing it down, keeping track or holding myself accountable. I have been counting on increased exercise to keep the balance tipped in the right direction, but it has not worked out that way. At the end of June, I returned from a vacation determined to get back on the straight and narrow. I viewed July and August as my best opportunity to get below 200 lbs. Now July has come and mostly gone and I see I it will require tremendous effort to get back near my low point (205 lbs). At least the catfish are jumping.
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