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Tempis Fugit
2010-06-15 19:45:07 (UTC)

fifties

So, I am not purposefully trying to lose weight, but I am. I
am consciously not snacking as much... probably because I am
broke and have no stash reserve to hit a vending machine...

but for the first time in eons I weighed in in the 150's. I
know I will get home and all the sudden be back up in the
mid 160's, but I feel good knowing that my goal can be reached.

The goal is... specifically undefined because that is the
best way to not really set a goal but to keep it in your
head... I know I am full of complete crap. I do.

I would like to get to about 145, but when was the last time
you saw a 40 year old man that weighed that much?

Ok, so if I did get down to 145... I know I would have to
give up my diet... which is... you know complete junk. The
reality is that my diet is mostly the mediterranean diet
with lots of fresh veggies and fruits, but I like my pastas
and breads too much. I like to feel full when I am done.

So, I eat a couple pieces of raisin bread for breakfast and
I eat plain Cheerios all day long. I have a container that
is probably 4-5 cups worth. It keeps my metabolism going and
I don't feel totally famished (which is a lie).

I wanted to put in here that I gave a good friend some
advice that apparently came across kinda mean. Not sure how
or why it was mean, I thought I was being supportive. She
was totally cool with it, but I just can't wrap my head
around why it was mean... maybe I am just too damn tired.

I also can't make myself work hardly at all. I feel like I
need to get some stuff done, but I look at my to-do list and
I am like... nah... what's on Hulu?




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