Penalty!
Lucky me. Not only have I fallen off the bandwagon of blogging, I’ve fallen off the diet binge too. While I haven’t really gained weight, I’ve not lost it, either. Now I’m being penalized by my new insurance carrier for being overweight and aged. I get to pay a 25% premium for my health insurance. That translates to about $1.71 for each extra pound I’m hauling around.
You might think that extra $1,200 a year would motivate me to get off my capacious hindquarters and lose the weight. But sadly, right now I just don’t feel the fever. I feel a lot more like diving into a loaf of bread, some Pierre Robert and a nice bottle of Cotes du Rhone. It all just feels so intractable. And I’m pretty dang healthy in other ways. My resting heart rate is 48; my blood pressure is 105/70, and my cholesterol is only 185. I don’t smoke, I exercise everyday and somehow, I think I might live to be 314 years old. And yet my insurer doesn’t believe me.
Oh, the woe of being 45 and fat.