I was in the basement of my office today; that's where the scale resides. (In our nice locker/shower room.) I hopped on that scale - and I'm a Tub of Goo! I'd gained 9 pounds since a visit to my doctor in mid-October! (And I'm about 6 pounds heavier than any time I've measured in several years. No wonder it's become hard to stretch that fanny-pack around my big belly!)
So - I came back upstairs to my office and ate a piece of "king cake" from New Orleans. (I had to do my part...)
I don't know about anybody else, but for me, winters are pretty brutal, from the weight standpoint.
1) My bicycle miles are typically down considerably from the warmer months.
2) I spend more time indoors anyway, doing more sedentary activities.
3) The holidays are typically resplendent with a delectable assortment of tasty vittles... beginning about Halloween and going thru at least New Years. (And that's not counting Super Bowl Sunday, Valentines Day, etc.)
4) For whatever reason, I'm also hungrier in the winter than in the summer. Is that a "Grandson of Caveman" thing or something? Some sort of instinctual thing... better thicken up that fat layer because it's cold??? (Other people have confirmed that I'm not alone in that.)
Fortunately, I haven't collapsed my bicycle or ruined the wheels or caused the tires to bulge and explode... and warmer weather is just around the corner. Hopefully the Pedaling Diet will be successful once again, in helping me shed some beef.
(I lugged a 5-pound bag of carrots home from the grocery store yesterday afternoon - it felt heavy! And I'm packing the equivalent of two of those, when it's just me, over my weight 4 or 5 months ago. It wouldn't hurt me - health wise - to lose 30 or 40 pounds. I'd feel much better if I shed half that much.)