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Calories Creeping Up

My husband discusses a recent inadvertent weight loss this morning.  He’s a guy who eats pastries.

Life is so unfair.

Maybe he doesn’t eat pastries every single day.  They are not available to him very single day.

He does eat butter every single day.  (Perhaps I should say every single meal.)

While me—I never eat pastries–except maybe the occasional bite of his (which doesn’t count.)  And I did not consciously taste butter until the  4^th grade when I was staying at the house of a friend whose mother was French.  (“What’s that smell?” I asked, as she melted some in a frying pan.)

(I grew up in an age when margarine was considered edible.)

There are differences in metabolism, of course.  Some people (many of them seemingly men) are just lucky.  There are also differences in the way that weight is carried, bone structure, bone density.  (Did I mention my “big bones?”)

Did I also mention that I exercise every day?   I live in a city where a certain amount of exercise is necessary to function at all.   But I do more than just walk to and from the subway–I do special movements on machines to  exercise my arms, my legs,  my lungs.

But the one thing I may not exercise enough is restraint.

When you graze all day, even on “healthy snacks”, the calories simply add up.  My husband, a single-tasker,  tends to sit down to eat and to focus on what he’s eating  (if only not to accidentally bite the inside of his mouth.)  I, on the other hand, a multi-tasker, eat by stealth, taking a bite here and there, and here and there, and, oh yes, here, and there.

The problem is that calories, pounds, are also good at stealth.  They creep up on you.