Ok, my house is haunted. The ghost is not telling me to "get out" like in Amityville Horror or pulling blankets from my bed while I sleep. This ghost is more treacherous...
Like many folks, I am on a quest to lose about 10 pounds (the BMI scale says I need to and I am going to listen, no metabolic disorders for me). Now keep in mind that I've wanted to lose this weight for oh about 2-3 years. Since returning to my southern roots, I have been afforded the opportunity to exercise regularly. I am very thankful for this fact to get stronger and healthy. I mean your girl is usually at the gym 4-5 days a week for 1-2 hours. So I feel like I am putting in some work. I feel great!!
Now how does Casper (my ghost) fit in?? Well like I said I am putting in work at the gym, watching my food, etc. so losing ten pounds, no sweat! When I step on the scale there is not much downward movement. What the frankfurt?!! After thoughtful analysis, I have come to this conclusion...Casper steps his big ass on my scale when I weigh myself thus thwarting my attempts at weight loss and personal triumph. This is the only logical explanation as I have a carefully planned and mostly orchestrated plan to blast these 10 pounds.
Now this is how the saboteur operates. Call A&E and Bravo because Casper puts spells on me at certain times of the day (and dare I say it, certain times of the month) that make me consume foods that stifle my goals. For example, when I go grocery shopping typically a list is involved...fresh fruits, veggies, healthy snacks...you get the picture. For some strange reason, my shopping cart becomes drawn to the frozen food section for Blue Bell Ice Cream or the baking section for brownie ingredients. Again, I have a plan for weight loss but Casper has a different one. Maybe that same thing happens when I consume said treats for a post-dinner surprise??
Hmm....well I ain't afraid of no ghost and the pounds will melt....eventually.
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