Weight: 208
Body Fat: 26%
Two weeks ago I moved. Since then I've neglected the blog and the diet. I'm not surrendering. But, I have realized that we (I) can't be slaves to food and exercise. Nonetheless, I do intend to observe some basic food sense for the most part. I'm unwilling to forego dinner with friends or nights out for the sake of a diet, or a blog, or even to beat that oh so smug Russian pig dog, Ivan Drago.
With this policy in mind, I thought my readers would be happy to know that I have a weekend of sports planned. I'm participating in a slo pitch tournament this weekend. Granted, baseball isn't much of a sport, and slo pitch even less so, but its a start. I should also note that my nemisis from last summer's blog, The Enemy, has been playing squash with me once again. You may remember that I was the near constant loser in our contests last year. However, times have changed and I've beaten her in both of our last two outings.
I will endeavour to post more regularly, even if it means discussing my failures rather than my successes in the journey from Fluff to Buff (2). I suppose that there's a fair amount of entertainment value in guessing the make-up of ball park hot dogs (92% pig anus, 3% gelatin, 3% unknown meat products, 2% unknown) and the like.
Enjoy your long weekend readers!
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Rocky 2
Weight: 208.0 lbs
Body Fat: 25%
I'm back gentle readers! My apologies for the disappearance, I only rejoined the wired world today. You'll note that my weight loss has been at a stand-still for the last two weeks or so. I've discovered that moving leaves almost no time for shopping or meal planning. Rest assured that I will be back on track in the next couple of days and will post more comprehensive posts and hopefully some encouraging stats.
Body Fat: 25%
I'm back gentle readers! My apologies for the disappearance, I only rejoined the wired world today. You'll note that my weight loss has been at a stand-still for the last two weeks or so. I've discovered that moving leaves almost no time for shopping or meal planning. Rest assured that I will be back on track in the next couple of days and will post more comprehensive posts and hopefully some encouraging stats.
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Day 10 - Cuts through flesh, bone and cake.
Weight: ???
Body Fat: ???
Don't worry readers, my scale isn't broken, just packed away in a box. This week I am moving. I know that I've been lax in my posting and moving is my excuse. Its incredible how much stuff I've managed to accumulate over the last few years. What's even more incredible is the amount of stuff I need for my new home. I spent 4+ hours and a bunch of money at Ikea. Impressively, I got almost everything I needed for my swank new home. If I were to describe my excitement level on a scale from 1 to 1 000 000, I would put it around 950 000.
The diet, like my credit card, has suffered as a result of the move. Though I've tried to be observant, I am presently staying with friends and though they are very considerate of my diet, some carbs will be eaten and some alcohol will be consumed. I decline to aplogize for these failings. I do want to lose weight and vanquish the evil Russian, Ivan Drago, but I refuse to do so by turning my life into a joyless endeavour. So...the South Beach Diet will have to learn to live with my failings. As will you.
Speaking of Ivan, he hasn't posted in his blog recently. Feel free to mercilessly harass him. Being an ignorant government-sponsored killing machine doesn't absolve him of his duty to post.
Wager Update: It has been decided that a trophy is in order for the wager. I support this fully. If I were designing said trophy, it would probably look something like this photo.
Body Fat: ???
Don't worry readers, my scale isn't broken, just packed away in a box. This week I am moving. I know that I've been lax in my posting and moving is my excuse. Its incredible how much stuff I've managed to accumulate over the last few years. What's even more incredible is the amount of stuff I need for my new home. I spent 4+ hours and a bunch of money at Ikea. Impressively, I got almost everything I needed for my swank new home. If I were to describe my excitement level on a scale from 1 to 1 000 000, I would put it around 950 000.
The diet, like my credit card, has suffered as a result of the move. Though I've tried to be observant, I am presently staying with friends and though they are very considerate of my diet, some carbs will be eaten and some alcohol will be consumed. I decline to aplogize for these failings. I do want to lose weight and vanquish the evil Russian, Ivan Drago, but I refuse to do so by turning my life into a joyless endeavour. So...the South Beach Diet will have to learn to live with my failings. As will you.
Speaking of Ivan, he hasn't posted in his blog recently. Feel free to mercilessly harass him. Being an ignorant government-sponsored killing machine doesn't absolve him of his duty to post.
Wager Update: It has been decided that a trophy is in order for the wager. I support this fully. If I were designing said trophy, it would probably look something like this photo.
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