Please, Tell Me I Don't Weigh 137 lbs!

Last night at the gym, I stepped up to the scale...and I was hoping for a number in the 150s.

First of all...I am NOT trying to lose weight!

You see, Since I am training for the upcoming Chicago Marathon, it's a given that I am going to lose some weight...but this year I am trying to counter attack by keeping the weight loss to a minimum.

Which means...MORE CHIPOTLE, PLEASE!

Last year, during the week of the marathon I was down to 137 pounds.

Yeah...I'm not kidding.

I got small. The nice thing is that my body was completely "cut up" and toned; the bad thing is that I was emaciated...and gaunt...and at times could barely lift a fork to my mouth...

Kidding! (sort of...)

So, as I step on the scale, I am hoping for a nice, respectable, solid number. I would say 155 would be about perfect...

Over the winter, I gained back all of my weight...on purpose. After the marathon in October (when I was a svelte 137 lbs), I ended up putting the weight back on, and by February of this year I was back to just under 170 lbs.

Now, I may have taken some liberties in my diet (but let's pretend like it was all muscle!) LOL!

You know...It was winter, you get to cover up with big sweaters and coats...
It was nice. I enjoy having extra poundage on me.

Fine...I enjoy eating...a lot! There, I said it!

...like Peanut Butter. I won't even tell you how many jars of Peanut Butter I go through in a month. I literally could sit there with a spoon and just work my way through a jar!

I don't know if it's healthy or not, but my body weight fluctuates heavily with the seasons. It is very important for my closet to be stacked with both "Smalls" and "Mediums."

For example, when I was playing rugby I was definitely one of the smaller guys on the team. In fact, my coach would BEG me to try to gain weight.

One time, at a team BBQ, coach told me that I needed to eat 2 burgers instead of 1, and to double up what everyone else was eating. Don't tease me!

God, that was one of the greatest seasons of my life! :)

Anyway...

So, I am on the scale....here comes the number...

149.

NO!!!!!! 149?
Quick, get me to a Chipotle!....or a Pizza Hut!!!

After downing about a gallon of water, that should put me back at 150, right? I'm OK with 150.

But...I know that it's inevitable. Over the next couple of months, I will slowly chip through the 140s as the mileage on my training runs increases.

That's Ok...I will have all winter to stockpile it back on.

Look...As long as I don't lose my ga-dunk-a-dunk, I will be just fine...