Before you judge, let me say that New York is made up of two kinds of people; those who do their own laundry and those who send it out. You have to remember that having a washer and dryer in an NYC apartment is unheard of and having laundry in your building is something you cross your fingers for. All of this means that for a city dweller, laundry can easily become the most time consuming chore of the week. Which makes sending laundry out a very easy habit to start.
Since moving into my new apartment, where going to the nearest laundromat means dragging my clothes four blocks north and one avenue east, I have been making a regular phone call to have a very nice man come at 8am to pick up my huge laundry bag. When I get home in the evening, he drops it off at my apartment clean, folded and fresh (yup, they deliver… everything in New York delivers).
So, last night as I was schlepping my bright pink laundry bag down the street I began to think… when I send this bag out they weigh it at 40 pounds, hmmm.
As I carried my 40 pound bag of laundry back up the stairs to my apartment, I was really winded. I usually trot up my single flight of stairs easily, but the extra 40 pounds made it harder.
The extra 40 pounds made it harder…hmmm.
Even though I don’t struggle with things like going up the stairs at my current weight, I could stand to loose more than my share of laundry bags. I cant help but wonder how much easier things would be if I was 40 pounds lighter.
I thought about how good it felt to drop the heavy laundry bag onto the floor near my bed. How good would it feel to drop that heaviness from my body?
I haven’t been on the scale in 10 days, but I know I’ve gained weight. I haven’t been eating as well as I should and life has gotten in the way of me working out. In the past I’ve mentioned my tendency to gain and loose the same ten pounds and I really don’t want to do that again.
I cant do that again.
I’ve looked at everything and I really feel like I could loose 25 pounds by Christmas. Its not a full laundry bag, but its something. So, this is me telling you that I’m back on track. I ate well today and during the 90 minutes while my laundry washed and dried I went power walking around my neighborhood instead of flipping through a magazine.
I’m going to weigh myself at the end of the week and hopefully I haven’t gained as much weight as I think….
I’ll keep you posted.