Dear Diary,
Ok, ok, ok. I was warned. I was warned a couple of times to put down that donut. I did it anyway. It's not like I have taken an oath of purity. I eat desserts all the time. That's the beauty of this thing. I haven't given up everything. Just the really bad stuff that I used to ingest in great amounts. With that said, I shouldn't have eaten the donut, but I did. So in looking back at what had worked and what hadn't in the last few days, I decided to do some push ups and pull ups and watch football. There was much more watching than doing as I also got some things done around the house, but it fit in nicely with other days I had lost weight. Just didn't work for me last night. On the plus side, there's lots of clean and folded clothes for my children and I have a new friend in Game Rewind on NFL.com. It's way cheaper than Sunday ticket, and since I'll rarely be able to watch games on Sunday, as I'd like to, this is the thing for me. Only problem is you can only watch it on the computer. So guess who has two thumbs and is gonna put his Mac Mini in the garage so he can watch football games while riding his bike... Huh? Why the f*** would you guess Marc Anthony. For the last time, I had nothing to do with J. Lo leaving him. I f***ing hate you.
PS. But I do think it's my turn to marry her. Tell TLO not to worry. I'll be back in a year with a s**tload of money. And she said love don't cost a thing...
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
September 14, Day 191, 227.6 lbs, 31% bf
Dear Diary,
The body is a funny thing. Huh? 'Not funny haha. Funny queer'? Are you calling me gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that... Well there is something wrong with calling me gay. Oh, not me? Ok. My body? No a**hole, it's funny haha, but I'm not laughing. I've been eating right for the last 2 days, but my workouts were different. I spent Monday night on the couch watching football and hit the floor to do a few reps as an afterthought and lost weight. Last night I rode the bike for almost 80 minutes straight covering 20.6 miles and gained weight. Maybe it's just a joke. Not sure, but I don't like it. Don't like the scale either. Can't figure it out. 'You gotta make something explode to really understand it. You gotta examine all those tiny particles while they're still on fire.' Thats it. I've got to kill the scale. Oh. What am I holding? 'Some folks call it a sling blade, I call it a Kaiser blade.' Huh? No I'm not being funny anything. Huh? Oh. No I don't have anything to replace it with. 'I don't reckon I got no reason to kill nobody. Mmm. ' No! I don't want no f***ing French fried potaters a**hole.
The body is a funny thing. Huh? 'Not funny haha. Funny queer'? Are you calling me gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that... Well there is something wrong with calling me gay. Oh, not me? Ok. My body? No a**hole, it's funny haha, but I'm not laughing. I've been eating right for the last 2 days, but my workouts were different. I spent Monday night on the couch watching football and hit the floor to do a few reps as an afterthought and lost weight. Last night I rode the bike for almost 80 minutes straight covering 20.6 miles and gained weight. Maybe it's just a joke. Not sure, but I don't like it. Don't like the scale either. Can't figure it out. 'You gotta make something explode to really understand it. You gotta examine all those tiny particles while they're still on fire.' Thats it. I've got to kill the scale. Oh. What am I holding? 'Some folks call it a sling blade, I call it a Kaiser blade.' Huh? No I'm not being funny anything. Huh? Oh. No I don't have anything to replace it with. 'I don't reckon I got no reason to kill nobody. Mmm. ' No! I don't want no f***ing French fried potaters a**hole.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
September 13, Day 190, 227 lbs, 35% bf
Dear Diary,
Its getting tougher and tougher to yap to you about all kinds of inconsequential s**t and not talk about the real, but who gives a f***? You do? Consequentially, I don't give a f*** what you want. But hey... There was not much going on yesterday. I ate ok for breakfast and lunch, and got in a late dinner after doing some work at the church, forgoing my chance to watch a double installment of Monday Night Football. I got home at a decent enough hour to workout, I instead sat around and watched the remnants of game 2 and then highlights. I convinced myself to hit the floor for some sit ups and push ups and realized that football makes me lazy. After all, I didn't try to start losing weight until football season was over. Now I have to hope I can keep losing weight now that its back. And yes a**hole, I know its only one day, maybe two, but I don't feel like I can take that time off. I've got things to do and no time to do them. Consequentially, I can't be wasting my time with your dumb a**. Huh? Yeah I lost weight. Does that mean I'm not supposed to be angry? Yes? Well your feelings and opinions are inconsequential to me.
Its getting tougher and tougher to yap to you about all kinds of inconsequential s**t and not talk about the real, but who gives a f***? You do? Consequentially, I don't give a f*** what you want. But hey... There was not much going on yesterday. I ate ok for breakfast and lunch, and got in a late dinner after doing some work at the church, forgoing my chance to watch a double installment of Monday Night Football. I got home at a decent enough hour to workout, I instead sat around and watched the remnants of game 2 and then highlights. I convinced myself to hit the floor for some sit ups and push ups and realized that football makes me lazy. After all, I didn't try to start losing weight until football season was over. Now I have to hope I can keep losing weight now that its back. And yes a**hole, I know its only one day, maybe two, but I don't feel like I can take that time off. I've got things to do and no time to do them. Consequentially, I can't be wasting my time with your dumb a**. Huh? Yeah I lost weight. Does that mean I'm not supposed to be angry? Yes? Well your feelings and opinions are inconsequential to me.
Monday, September 12, 2011
September 12, Day 189, 228.6 lbs, 32.5% bf
Dear Diary,
Monday morning. Back at work. I don't dread this day. It's a welcome distraction from the bulls**t which consumes me these days. Huh? Yeah, also a welcome distraction from the bulls**t I consume. I did ok yesterday for not getting in an evening workout. I didn't eat too bad considering I had a late lunch, early dinner at Olive Garbage. I had the mixed grill, which was chicken and steak skewers with vegetables. The food was much better than the service and it was free to me. That makes it slightly better, but that place is awful. We waited outside for 45 minutes to get seated. Do you know what the f*** I could have done with 45 minutes? I could have walked/jogged 3 miles. I could have rode 11-12 miles with the EBG. But the reality is when I got home I had 45 minutes and did none of that. I did manage to get in a few push ups before checking out for the night. So I welcome Monday morning. Time to get with it, because it's football season and I can't imagine my Monday nights being anything near productive. I should apologize to TLO and the kids now for being absent until February. Huh? F*** yeah I'm ready for some football!
Monday morning. Back at work. I don't dread this day. It's a welcome distraction from the bulls**t which consumes me these days. Huh? Yeah, also a welcome distraction from the bulls**t I consume. I did ok yesterday for not getting in an evening workout. I didn't eat too bad considering I had a late lunch, early dinner at Olive Garbage. I had the mixed grill, which was chicken and steak skewers with vegetables. The food was much better than the service and it was free to me. That makes it slightly better, but that place is awful. We waited outside for 45 minutes to get seated. Do you know what the f*** I could have done with 45 minutes? I could have walked/jogged 3 miles. I could have rode 11-12 miles with the EBG. But the reality is when I got home I had 45 minutes and did none of that. I did manage to get in a few push ups before checking out for the night. So I welcome Monday morning. Time to get with it, because it's football season and I can't imagine my Monday nights being anything near productive. I should apologize to TLO and the kids now for being absent until February. Huh? F*** yeah I'm ready for some football!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
September 11, Day 188, 229.2 lbs, 32.5% bf
Dear Diary,
Not really feeling it today. Huh? What is it? Hell, I'm not really sure what 'it' is. Could be nothing, could be everything. Whatever it is, it is not being felt. I mean this morning I got up and was feeling just fine. Hit the bike for a quick workout before heading off to church. Did 12 miles at a pretty good pace. No real complaints there. Could have used more time, but hey, when is that not true? I think I'm just mentally worn out and sometimes I'm feeling it physically too. Huh? I did say I was feeling something. Well I'll be a monkeys uncle. Hi nephew!
Not really feeling it today. Huh? What is it? Hell, I'm not really sure what 'it' is. Could be nothing, could be everything. Whatever it is, it is not being felt. I mean this morning I got up and was feeling just fine. Hit the bike for a quick workout before heading off to church. Did 12 miles at a pretty good pace. No real complaints there. Could have used more time, but hey, when is that not true? I think I'm just mentally worn out and sometimes I'm feeling it physically too. Huh? I did say I was feeling something. Well I'll be a monkeys uncle. Hi nephew!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
September 10, Day 187, 230.4 lbs, 28% bf
Dear Diary,
A screaming baby kept me from jogging this morning and getting soaked in a surprise thunderstorm. I didn't want to take off and leave a sleeping TLO with a bouncing ball of hatred so early in the morning, so I grabbed him and hopped in the bed. A few minutes later I heard the sky open up and soak the South Bay. Needless to say I was happy, but it didn't last cause that little dude wouldn't go to sleep like I needed him to. I made plenty of mistakes yesterday and was in big time need of a workout. From yesterdays Big Macs... Yes, a**hole Macs...to the beers, pizza, hot dogs and lemon tart, I was f***ing up big time. But isn't that what you do at a baseball game? I figured the only way to stop the stupidity was to hope the game didn't go to extra innings so I could go home and go to sleep. So I did. I wish I could sleep of all of the dumb s**t I do. By the way tell the 230's I said f*** you. If I can't burn fat, I'm gonna burn bridges. I'm getting tired of looking at this s**t. I'm even more tired of the excuses.
A screaming baby kept me from jogging this morning and getting soaked in a surprise thunderstorm. I didn't want to take off and leave a sleeping TLO with a bouncing ball of hatred so early in the morning, so I grabbed him and hopped in the bed. A few minutes later I heard the sky open up and soak the South Bay. Needless to say I was happy, but it didn't last cause that little dude wouldn't go to sleep like I needed him to. I made plenty of mistakes yesterday and was in big time need of a workout. From yesterdays Big Macs... Yes, a**hole Macs...to the beers, pizza, hot dogs and lemon tart, I was f***ing up big time. But isn't that what you do at a baseball game? I figured the only way to stop the stupidity was to hope the game didn't go to extra innings so I could go home and go to sleep. So I did. I wish I could sleep of all of the dumb s**t I do. By the way tell the 230's I said f*** you. If I can't burn fat, I'm gonna burn bridges. I'm getting tired of looking at this s**t. I'm even more tired of the excuses.
Friday, September 9, 2011
September 9, Day 186, 229.4 lbs, 27% bf
Dear Diary,
Man. What is it about this week? Time is already tighter than Lil Wayne's pants and this week just keeps getting worse. Dare I say like his albums. Huh? Yeah I know that's not fair. I do like Tha Carter IV, but I think I have a bias against albums named 4. Just ask Beyonce. No I will not give you her number. I would but, you know the restraining order prevents me. You should have never done that. And I should have never went to Agoura Hills yesterday, but I had to go to the office. Just 45 miles from the house. A mere 90 mile round trip. It cost me about 5 hours of driving. Then I had to finish some work when I got home. So you see where this is going. Another night without a workout. I got a slight gain, but it's probably water. I didn't eat anything bad yesterday, but I did eat a lot of grilled chicken. Good protein, but kinda salty, which likely kept that water in. Huh? Yeah I know. That's two workout nights in a row that I've missed and tonight I have another work function so we can make it three. Luckily I have tomorrow morning to look forward to. This week will be over and it'll be time for another walk/jog. Hopefully I get up early enough to avoid the heat. I'd say beat the heat, but I don't want no part of it. I don't want no part of you either, but I will beat your a** if you test me. F*** off will you?
Man. What is it about this week? Time is already tighter than Lil Wayne's pants and this week just keeps getting worse. Dare I say like his albums. Huh? Yeah I know that's not fair. I do like Tha Carter IV, but I think I have a bias against albums named 4. Just ask Beyonce. No I will not give you her number. I would but, you know the restraining order prevents me. You should have never done that. And I should have never went to Agoura Hills yesterday, but I had to go to the office. Just 45 miles from the house. A mere 90 mile round trip. It cost me about 5 hours of driving. Then I had to finish some work when I got home. So you see where this is going. Another night without a workout. I got a slight gain, but it's probably water. I didn't eat anything bad yesterday, but I did eat a lot of grilled chicken. Good protein, but kinda salty, which likely kept that water in. Huh? Yeah I know. That's two workout nights in a row that I've missed and tonight I have another work function so we can make it three. Luckily I have tomorrow morning to look forward to. This week will be over and it'll be time for another walk/jog. Hopefully I get up early enough to avoid the heat. I'd say beat the heat, but I don't want no part of it. I don't want no part of you either, but I will beat your a** if you test me. F*** off will you?
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