How Big is Your B.A.G.?
File this one under Things That Go Through My Brain While Nearly Passing Out Running on the Treadmill. Or possibly, How to Pass Off the Obvious as New Using Not-So Clever Anagrams.
I used to be skinny. Really skinny. Go-to-the-store-grab-a-size-four-go-home-and-it-fits-perfect-skinny. Annoying.
So now, here I am, hoping like crazy I’ll be able to drop some real pounds by July. I want it to be someone else’s fault. Alas, no. What my minutes years of watching Biggest Loser pouring over scientific studies has shown me is that those of us who struggle with our weight (regardless of how many pounds we have to lose) can point to three basic factors. Only one of which we can actually control.
1.) Behavior – I include my eating more/less movey-aroundiness as well as childbirth.2.)
2.) Age – For me, 35 was the watershed year. The year after 
which everything got sooooo much harder.
3.) Genetics- I realize now that my size 4-edness was mostly attributable to this factor.
B.A.G. If you’re A and G are working against you, you have to pump up the B. If you’ve got good G, but bad B, you’re A probably doesn’t matter much eh?
So how much B.A.G.gage do you have working for you/against you?
(I know, I should focus on running more and anagramming less!)
