The other day, I "exercised" yesterday for the first time in years.  I had occasionally done "active" stuff around the house...  I use the terms "occasionally" and "active" very loosely.  We have a nice Precor treadmill downstairs that Mrs. Fly used to get rid of her pregnancy weight (maybe funny story in a later post).  So I just walked briskly for 30+ minutes on a steep incline.  I figure I should just start slow and see which body parts break down.  So far I feel pretty good - probably because all I did was walk!

The problem with being fat is that it makes certain forms of exercise a little more difficult.  I used to run for fun in college, but I think I have too much mass now to run without joint soreness.  I also have a Concept II rowing machine (which I also loved to do during college), but I think I may get some back pain.  Anyway, I'll look to resume those activities later in the year, when I'm in better shape.  I also wouldn't mind taking another marital art, but I'm not going to get too far ahead of myself.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

WHAT'S FOR LUNCH?

A boiled egg, banana and 6 slices of turkey.  Very unphoto-worthy, but it was filling.  Filling but not satisfying.  :-(  But I think this is a good way for me to get Mrs. Fly to make me more fish.  When I start jonesing for that steak, I'll probably switch over to a low carb diet or something.  But low carb diets always make me tired.  Imagine that!  Forcing yourself though tiredness causes you to lose weight!