I never was concerned about my weight until here recently. All of a sudden my pants just don't fit like they did a month ago! It was like as soon as I turned thirty-three. And it doesn't help that I work in a cheese factory. All that fresh squeaky cheese just calls my name! Let's not forget the fresh ice cream. I know that I need to excercise, but with my work schedule, chasing kids around, and yard work, I try to eat healthy. My last two jobs were very physical, (tire shop to delivering beer) to pretty much stand around pushing buttons, putting a bag on a machine, and putting cardboard into a machine to wrap the blocks of cheese. I'm at an age were it's time I got to do something. Especially, when I got a mountain bike that just sits there collecting dust! As to all the younger crowd out there, I too used to brag about maintaining the same weight for ten years, BUT theres that one day, when you go OH CRAP!!! I'm still trying to figure out when my six pack turned into a dunlop tire? My next paycheck I'm got to get a new tire for my mtn bike and I'm going to start riding around the neighborhood. Good luck to all!!!!
