sprouts sandwich My husband thinks somewhere in the last few months, someone swapped out his normal wife for a new one he doesn’t recognize anymore.

I’m kind of cranky this morning because, despite intensifying my workouts, I’m still only averaging a loss of 1.5 lbs a week.

When I was sitting at the laptop trying to research low-calorie meals to make this weekend, he dropped a cat in my lap and thought it was funny.

No. No, it was not.

Me: “Get him outta here! I’m cranky and I just want to shower and go to the store to shop for nutritious things!”

Him: “Wow, last year this time you were asking if we could buy two big trays of Pizza Hut mac and cheese and wanted to polish them off with cinnamon bread sticks and icing.”

Me: “Huh. You’re right.”

Him: “The grass isn’t cut yet. Why don’t you go out and grab a few fistfuls and make a sandwich?”

Me: “You’re funny. Go to hell.”

Update: So far, I’ve lost 18 lbs in just under three months. I’m changing things up with the exercise, skipping the elliptical this week in favor of 60 minutes a day of extreme aerobics. I do notice immediately that my legs and arms are more toned and tighter.

Flab bad. Tight good.

I’m also sticking to a 1,200 calorie meal plan. No cheating. I have to believe my efforts will increase my metabolism and encourage more weight loss.

Because otherwise, I may just crack and find myself at the Dunkin’ Donuts drive-thru waiting for them to fill my trunk with 25 dozen of their freshest glazed.

Stumble it!