I'm 15 minutes into my 60 minutes Elliptical workout at the gym. I've got my settings set for a 13 restraint level and about a 10 degree incline. So according to my sweat factor, I should be lossing at least 300 calories, if not more; however, when I looked at the lovely electronic panel that just barely hit 100 calories (loss). I freak out inside.

What?!?!?

This can not be right, the machine has to be busted; however, when I look at my neighbor's for a more accurate level of measurement. Her monitor averaged out to about 13 calories per minute, which was the same as mine. For every minute I spent on this Elliptical Pro-Form, I only lost 13 calories?!?!?!?!

ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!?!?

You realize that in ten minutes, I can consume a juicy Whopper w/cheese, fires and a milk shake. That's close to 1300 calories in ten minutes. Revalation!!!! My math teachers were all wrong! Not every equation equals out. (A) does not equal (B) when it comes to the weight/calorie battle.

This to my surprise makes me wonder, how does one conpensate for the calories taken, if lossing them would be like trying to pick the winning numbers for the lotto? It feels completely impossible to win that battle against the bulge. Now this could also be the point where I decide two things, (1) that calories are from the devil and eating is more of a sport of dodgeballing calories to my Booty or (2) Realize that eating isn't bad, but eating a Whopper with all the fixings, is really not my friend.

On the same hand, I'm not a rabbit. So green salads and veggie only diets won't work for me either. I need to find a happy median between the evil calories and the ones that are willing to leave my Booty during a thirty minute workout. However, no matter what... I will never give up those amazing calories a good glass of wine and beer can bring to my ass because that my friend is a crime against my quality of life.