100 Days

What I ate today

Breakfast (10 a.m.)
2 cups of Special K cereal
1 cup of skim milk
Calories: 340
Fat: 0 grams

Lunch (1 p.m.)
1 healthy choice smoked sausage
2 slices of multi grain bread
1 serving of fat free mayo
Calories: 385
Fat: 9.75 grams

Snack (4 p.m.)
1 can of tuna
2 servings of fat free mayo
Calories: 180
Fat: 1.5 grams

Dinner (7 p.m.)
Salad
4 servings of iceberg lettuce
1 green pepper
several thingies of broccoli
1 can of tuna
3 servings of fat free Italian dressing
2 servings of Just 2 Good Bleu Cheese.
Calories: 325
Fat: 5.5

Snack (9 p.m.)
2 servings of baby carrots
Calories: 70
Fat: 0 grams

Total Calories: 1,295
Total fat: 16.75 grams

Exercise: It was nice out and I went for a walk for 40 minutes. It was relaxing. I’m not a pussy. Stop calling me a pussy. Saturday I went to the gym and did 33 minutes on elliptical on a higher setting than I used to do. Burned 700 calories. Also did weight training on upper body. So that is six out of the last seven days that I have exercised. I’m great. Just great. Freaking awesome. That’s what I am.

Some quick business first. I put three new old photos up on the site Saturday. I just found them in an old email over the weekend and I threw them up there. I don’t think there has been a good picture of me up yet. I thought these looked pretty good, even though they were taken two years ago. It’s hard to believe, but I had a weight problem way back then, too. Although, I think I look good here, so they are worth a look. Credit goes to photographer Kapil (Kapish) Kedia, a very nice man who I keep as my friend for other reasons besides his ability to fill out the diversity requirement.

I just caught the end of VH1’s seminal show The Flavor of Love. This girl who just got eliminated spit in the face of another girl because she was “disrespected.” Of course, the girl who got spit on was also “disrespected” in the process. That was pure comedic genius. I love the disrespect card, especially when played by bitchy women. That’s any crazy woman’s excuse to go off. But they never seem to stop and think about what they did to earn the respect that has been taken away from them. Seriously, was this girl really too good to get spit on? She is, after all, pining for the love of a guy whose fame peaked in 1989, because he was the sidekick for an, admittedly very cool, rap group. Now, Flav’s gotta be pushing 50 and can’t speak an intelligible word. Maybe I am the only one here, but I see Flav as about a half step above the guy in the Mighty Mighty Bosstones whose only job was to dance behind Dickey Barrett on stage. And I think that if you are willing to take yourself to that level just to get on television then, really, being spit on should be expected. Right?

But after Flav, came the season finale of Celebrity Fit Club. Every person looks exactly the same as they did when the show started. And, the winners get prizes. This is the first celebrity game show in history that doesn’t donate the prizes to charity. If you are a “celebrity”, I would think rock bottom would have to be when you are oohing and aahing at the Alaskan cruise you might win on a game show. And where does Gunnar Nelson get off coming back into my life without his brother? That is unforgivable.

Alright, sorry bout that. Sometimes I get a little sick of just writing about weight loss. I hope you understand. As for this weekend, I feel pretty good about it, though I physically feel a little heavier than I did last week. Oh well. I can’t control my feelings. 1,300 calories today was pretty good. I feel like I did exactly what I needed to do, right down to the impromptu walk.

Saturday was pretty cool, though I did have to give in to the buffet. I did it in a smart way. Since I hadn’t eaten in four hours, and was facing at least two more hours before I could eat again, I went to the buffet and got a very small amount of pulled pork, along with two old things of cauliflower. The pork was a bit greasier than I initially thought. But I stuck to it. I am pretty happy about that, even if it was a few extra calories. The buffet is done, at least until Thursday. I feel like I have conquered it.

I am attacking this week with newfound vigor. I know the 30 pounds won’t lose themselves in the next 50 days, so I am willing to do whatever it takes (within reason) to get them off. I guess I am striving for at least five more days of working out this week before I head to Wyoming on Sunday.