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door and down the steps. I made sure
that no one was hiding in the bushes and then walked over to begin my pain and
agony. As I mounted the board, I focused on seeing the look on Doc’s face when
I weighed in two weeks.
    Mark told me that the Basic Step exercise would be one
of the easier ones to start with. All I had to do was step up onto and back off
of the board without stubbing my toe, while trying to do this in rhythm. I did
four repetitions before I was sure I was dying. After a break until I could
breathe normally again, I mounted the board a second time. I tried hula
hooping, basic stepping, and something else. One of them twice. I wanted to
weigh, to see if I’d gotten down to two-ninety-nine. I wasn’t sure if I could
live through a second workout on the Wii Fit.
    It was then that I remembered I can lose weight easier
by watching what I eat, rather than sweating it off. It was time to go to the
computer to see what I could Google about weight loss. Three hours later, I was
a changed man. Changed because I wasn’t quite as confused as before I
got on the computer. Actually, I studied several ways to lose weight and
decided to follow what made the most sense to me. I learned how much to eat,
and what to eat. I thought I was going to have to eat some kind of foul-tasting
cereal and foods that didn’t look like food. Instead, I found out I could eat
bacon and eggs for breakfast, just not the whole larder.
    I ran across a formula that told me how much I could
eat and still lose weight. I could begin by eating twenty-four-hundred calories
a day and still lose weight. After I’d lost a considerable amount of weight, I
might have to cut back a little.
    I studied to find out how much meat to eat at one
meal, which was considerably less than I was used to eating. I read that if I
ate the right percentage of protein each day, it would satisfy my hunger, and
keep me from being hungry all the time and pigging out like I had been used to
doing at every meal. I learned that sugar, soft drinks, and processed foods
were my biggest enemies. Did that mean I had to wave goodbye to those two
desserts I ate at every meal? I figured it did. I also learned that there were
books and calculators that would let me know how many of each thing was in
every food. I even learned that there were websites I could go to to find out
how many calories and grams of fat there were in foods at chain restaurants. I
hadn’t been in the habit of eating at chain restaurants, but this was good to
know, anyway.
    I got so engrossed in studying nutrition and ways to
lose weight that by the time I looked at my watch, it was 5:00. There was no way I could avoid Lou the rest of my life. It was time to call him, to let him in
on my secret.

Chapter Five
     
     
    “Lou, it’s Cy.”
    “It’s about time you called me.”
    “Lou, I need to talk to you.”
    “Oh, no! You’ve got cancer.”
    “Not unless you know something I don’t.”
    “So, you have to have open heart surgery.”
    “Have you been talking to someone?”
    “Actually, I have. I called Doc. I knew your physical
was today, and you canceled lunch on me, so I called him to see what’s wrong
with you.”
    “And what did he tell you?”
    “He wouldn’t tell me anything. You know that
doctor-patient confidentiality thing. So, I guess you’ll have to tell me.
What’ve you got?”
    “I got a Wii, Lou.”
    “Cy, I think we’ve got a bad connection. It sounded
like you said you have a Wii. All kidding aside, what’s wrong with you?”
    “Well, I was a little out of breath after ten
minutes.”
    “You mean you, the guy who swore never to get near a
Wii again, the guy who didn’t want me to talk about Wiiing, went out and bought
a Wii. Did you lose a bet, or take up drinking?”
    “Neither. I went to see Doc. He told me that I’d
gained eight pounds, and if I don’t lose twelve pounds in two weeks I’m
through, and you’ll be working with Heather.”
    “He did, huh? So, how’d