“Dave!” I called to a fellow parishioner as he walked up to the church doors. “Have you lost weight? You look great!”
“Thanks!” he said. “I took up biking. At first I could barely make it a mile. Now I ride everywhere, and I’m down 30 pounds!”
I was impressed—and a little envious. Weight loss is a funny thing. Sometimes progress just plateaus. That’s what happened to me, and I’m no couch potato! I’m always dancing, walking and doing floor routines. Looking after the toddlers at the preschool where I work burns quite a few calories, too! But I’d been in bike accidents in the past, when the gears had suddenly shifted, and osteopenia had made my bones brittle. But I longed to ride again—and to lose those extra pounds!
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