I'm not counting calories..

I am very proud of myself this morning. I went to the gym to do my usual thing, and according to the en-famous elliptical I burned 17 calories! Imagine that. 10 minutes of discomfort and I was able to burn one jelly bean or less.
I could probably list 100-things that equaled the caloric workout as I was once a runner and counted almost everything-that I ate. No more. This was another gift my daughters bestowed on me from birth, a unending rev-ing-metabolism which kept me thin for over 20 years. Thank You Catherine and Emily. So what happen now?
Well if you have been following, Chapter 2 in my book on a Mid life Sense of Humor has to do with knee joints. I bet many of you youngsters have never given more than 30 seconds of thought to either of your “knees”. Guess what? They are in cahoots with your eyes. It sucks, as you kids would say.
One day my knee felt kind of wobbly and the next thing I knew they were trimming the meniscus and claiming the knee had worn down. Can I remind someone that they failed to warn me about what wears and what doesn’t.
Whatever...
I am now mostly greeted by the following, Hey are you limping? No I wobble.But wait it gets funnier. I am too young for a knee replacement so I get to wear a big hard brace which I am told I’ll be capable of performing Olympic Sports. Really? I don’t like sports; pushing for the Olympics is far from likely.
Here is my compromise. I have committed to going to the gym 5 days a week to build strength in my legs. I lift a few wimpy weights to kill time because I am embarrassed to go in and be done with the hard work in 20 minutes. I walk on the treadmill for 10 and my favorite machine of torture the elliptical. Who said it was great? You fibber. It hurts and after 10 minutes I burned 17 calories. So ladies eat your vegetables and stay away from the butter because the days of running after your toddler are numbered and your knees are keeping you in the dark.
All is not lost however, there is always a nice piece of Godiva waiting for me at home and since I'm not counting calories...