Exercycle...

In addition to my journey through healthcare and kitchen, I am on a journey to lose weight. My biggest obstacle is my emotional eating. I love food, and I love to eat, but somewhere along the way I lost the balance between managing my appetite and self-medicating. This is a particularly large problem for someone who aspires to better know and understand food. I want to look more like Chef Rocko, not Mario Batali. Not that there's anything wrong with Mario, but oy vey is Rocko one gorgeous man.

I have lost weight before, but I always seem to find it again. This time around I am particularly disappointed since I did so well last year. In my favor, I did quit smoking. Another bad habit to go along with emotional eating. I kicked it though. It will be one year on Christmas Eve, and I cannot wait to toast myself to my success.

Now I am trying to get more active and exercise. I am no gym bunny, but the exercise bike my stepfather got from his mother is proving quite useful. I can get a decent cardio workout right in front of my television. It's wonderful. I've been doing it for at least a half hour every night. The only draw back is the seat kills my buttocks. It's almost dangerous when I try to climb the stairs after my regimen. I need to keep it up though. I want to be an attractive Nurse Chef...if I make it.