Evening snacking

is doing me in.  Again.  Now that we're back to school I can get through the day without pigging out, but I hit dinner time and start eating, and then I don't stop until bedtime.  It's not too awful in terms of absolute calories, but that's the worst time of the day to load up, because they just sit in there all night like a rock instead of getting burned away by normal activity.  My weight has been back to 137.5 the past two days, which is where I would expect it to be.

On Tuesday when I went to the gym I stopped to look at the class schedule -- just as the new teacher for the Basic Step class showed up.  I've never done step before but I'd heard it was a good way to get one's heart rate up, so I let myself be talked into the class.  This was the first in the series so she didn't expect us to have a clue -- though everyone else there had stepped in other classes or with videos before.  But I set up with a lowish step, since I was new, and then I proceeded to be bored out of my mind for the first 15 minutes while we did what was no more exciting than WAtP with a small obstacle -- I kept getting caught off-step because my mind would wander and I'd miss the change to the other foot!  But it got gradually more interesting, though I never felt like I was working hard.  When she invited us to jog up and down instead of walking onto the step I jumped at the chance (no pun intended) so that helped a little, but I hardly broke a sweat.  If I take the class next week (the variety is nice, and the teacher says it will get more involved as we go along) I'm going to raise the step up.  It's the first time in my life I've found a gym class easy, and the first time I've been one of the skinniest people in the room -- even the teacher was built about like me, except four inches shorter!  There was only one truly thin person there.  And there was one NOT thin person there, sweating like a pig and barely managing to lift her feet -- I'd say, "At least she was there," except she turned out to be one of those extroverted people who thinks there needs to be a constant shift of focus her direction, so I wish she hadn't been there.  She told us at least ten times that she was going to take basic step and advanced step that day, and we heard all about her back and knee problems of recent history, and she said "Whoo!" when the teacher asked how we were doing (what's wrong with a nod or a thumbs up, like the rest of us?), and she double-clapped on the turn steps when nobody else was clapping (is that really necessary??) and when we did a step called the rocking horse she actually neighed.  Next time I'm going to position myself as far away from her as possible, if she shows up.  Maybe she'll turn out to be a January gym-er who will disappear for the rest of the year.  I hope.

I haven't exercised the past two days.  Yesterday was my busy day, and we had company after the day's usual chaos ended.  Today I couldn't get a gym appointment so I went to Target instead, and then I spent what should have been my exercise time putting shelves together for our office closet (the kids' games and puzzles were out of control).  I'm feeling kind of gross but not gross enough to go do sit-ups while we have Ratatouille on.  Apparently I'd rather talk about being flabby than do anything about it.  I hate it when the house is cold -- I just can't get motivated to move.