I have come to the stark realization that nothing in life is permanent.  It is a sad realization as there is really no hope for me to get where I want and to then get to be lazy.  And lets be honest, I want to be lazy.  But I want all kinds of other things too–a clean floor, clean dishes, clean laundry–I mean come on I cannot keep going out and buying things because I am too lazy to walk my fat ass downstairs to start the washer or move the clothes into the dryer…etc. 

I come to this realization as I begin to return to the gym on a regular basis to try and blast away the weight I gained after I lost it before Minnow came home.  What a vicious cycle.  I have lost and gained and gained and lost and gained the same 70 or so pounds more times than I care to detail for many reasons.  But the main reason is that I get to a weight/look I like and I think that I am done.  But I am not  (same thing with laundry, dishes, vacuuming, etc–seriously cannot everything just stay done!).  Everything in our world and our life is in a constant state of flux, from moment to moment things change.  Change is good and necessary, but it certainly wreaks havoc on my idea of a life of leisure. 

The idea that these things–especially weight–are in a constant state of change makes the idea of losing weight and getting back into the shape I once had is possible but it isn’t a desitination.  It is really a constant journey that requires attention and work on a continually basis.