- Last night was date night and yet somehow uneventful ~ no movie, just a couple of Blonde Ales down at the local brew pub, a shared mini pizza and then off to a chain restaurant for a bland tilapia in an overly sweetened pineapple mango salsa. There were a couple of glasses of wine of a distinctly box-like vintage. All in all not a brilliant evening but, as Turk never tires of telling me, we are in the midst of a recession and beggars can't be choosers. Appropriately enough, we were home in time to watch The Office. It all seems hardly worth breaking a diet for. In fact, as dates go this one was pretty unimpressive, from a calorie-countish point of view. Frankly, I don't know if I should even keep seeing this guy. Still, he does make me smile...
- Someone sent me this today, and you've probably seen it as well. I don't know who the author is but it's certainly apt and far more clever than I this evening, so in it goes.
- Twas the month after Christmas,
- and all through the house,
- Nothing would fit me,
- not even a blouse.
- The cookies I'd nibbled,
- the chocolate I'd taste
- At the holiday parties
- had gone to my waist.
- When I got on the scales
- there arose such a number!
- When I walked to the store
- (less a walk than a lumber),
- I'd remember the marvellous meals I'd prepared;
- The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
- The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
- And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
- As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
- And prepared once again to do battle with dirt...
- I said to myself, as I only can,
- "You can't spend a winter, disguised as a man!"
- So, away with the last of the sour cream dip.
- Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.
- Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
- Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
- I won't have a cookie, not even a lick.
- I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
- I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie.
- I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
- I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore...
- But isn't that what January is for?
- Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
- Happy New Year to all, and to all a good diet.
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Today
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gym:
precor: 3.59 miles 45 minutes
treadmill: 1.66 miles 22 minutes
total: 5.25 miles
Breakfast: coffee
grapes 100
Lunch:
grapes 60
apple 60
Happy Hour: oh, the love of...it's Friday! What am I, made of stone?
2 lite beers 180
Dinner: big salad
lettuce 45
onion 40
tuna 300
10 olives 90
1 tbs rice vinegar dressing 20
salad subtotal 505
daily total 905 calories
But, am drinking a glass of wine as we speak...so + 110.
Damn, that adds up.
Diets suck.
net/gain loss since Thursday: -.5
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