The Pits and Pieces

  I had my fitness evaluation at my club recently, and the results were very . . . let's say . . .  disappointing! I knew I’d fallen down the fitness slope, but not to the extent revealed. After my trip to Spain (where I ate and drank freely because that’s what travel is about, and I’m not sorry), I returned home to my routines, but with the addition of desserts (cake, ice-cream, baklava) each day, along with shaving many minutes off my gym workouts. The result: decreased muscle mass (by 8 lbs.), increased body fat (by 14%!!). So, this summer is going to be the summer of reversing that. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself now. And I mean to stick to it. I do. But the day after the test, I met a friend at a café and ordered a cinnamon bun (I finished it, it was delicious!). But then I went to the gym. Balances it out. I’m not so concerned with the weight (okay, I am a little bit, especially inches creeping around the middle which is the unhealthiest place to store fat), ...