New England translation: "Feckin' Red Sox suck. Go Sox!"
I did a micro-version of that last night. Wife was out, so I had to wrangle the kids to bed (they were really good, which makes things better for everyone in the house - even the cats enjoy the harmony). After that, I went down to lift, and accomplished my first set of standing squats and one (yes, one) bench press, with little energy. Followed by resignation. And shame. And disgust. And a sigh. And some realization that I just need to do it, and if I don't I don't get ice cream. So I did, and I hurt a little this morning, but in a good way.
Calorie-wise, things are good.
My medicines seem to be doing a weird thing... I'm not a morning #2 guy anymore, so I'm having a hard time wanting to weigh myself knowing I'm waiting to load one in the chamber. I guess I should just accept the delta in my data and keep on going (which I started doing this morning).
haha! I'm glad I'm not the only one who is hesitant to weigh until I drop the kids off at the pool.
I should have done a before/after weigh-in this morning, I basically skipped 24 hours. Current weight = 360.6, so I'm the same as last week, which isn't surprising given the weight plummet from the month prior, plus the self-control plummet from last weekend.
I thought I was going to land above target - we had meatloaf and mashed potatoes, with apple crisp for dessert. Luckily I had a good row and a light lunch so I came in just barely under the wire.
"Hey, Chef, how was last night?"
"Pretty good."
"Yeah, what'd you end up doing?"
"Left work, picked up some McD's on the way home, showered up, put on some Wheel of Fortune and had myself a good row."
"Had yourself a good row?"
"Yeah. I masturbated."
"You...you did that...to...Wheel of Fortune?"
"Yeah. And?"
"Nothing, I just didn't realize you had a thing for Vanna White."
"I don't."
"Then..."
"Yup."
"Sajak?"
"Yup. Sajak."
"You...dude, no."
"That's right. I pat my sajak to Pat Sajak."
"I don't like that I'm friends with you."
That's why I'm hoping that, if I have to go, I can go alone. I'll still hit the breakfast buffet (I usually make good choices there, like egg white omelet with gobs of veggies, a little bacon/ham, and no cheese), but I can walk away when I'm done eating instead of waiting for slowpokes and noshing on stuff I don't need.I have to travel for work occasionally. I buy some healthy stuff for breakfast in my room then eat very lightly and hit the hotel workout room really hard. I hate it when I travel with my school board because I have to kind of entertain them and they like to eat big and unfortunately I don't do well when in close proximity to rich food. It has a way of jumping into my mouth