Do we dare?

How many of us dare to buy and use this? 

A scale that Twitters your weight

Today I am just going to sit quietly.

It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt.

Abraham Lincoln

All right, finally.

I was 218 at the gym this morning after my cycle class.  I know it's not much, but it's been a while since I've been under the 220 mark.  Just getting there is nice, I hope to hold on to it over the weekend.  I figure no weight loss is "real" for the first 2-3 days.

But at least it's a move in the right direction.

All married people must watch this immediately

OH MY GOSH this was funny.

I saw this on Emmy's blog "Right Turn without Signaling" and had to repost it.

I laughed hard enough to cough up my morning muffin, and I had eaten it 2 hours ago...

And go check out her socks right here.

Pictures Of The Day January 2010 « KROQ FM – The World Famous KROQ

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Yesterday

Yesterday was an awful eating day

a cookie before leaving the house
no breakfast,
a "power bar"
2 packs planter peanuts (my version of crack) eaten just because I was pissed.


green salad with full flavor (fat) 1000 dressing and ham
mashed potatoes, really yummy tri-tip
a bonus meal of a hot dog, melted cheese, and a chocolate milk to wash things down (just 10min from home)
pasta for dinner with Parmesan cheese, another salad with dressing
and 2-3 small handfuls of nuts while cooking, cleaning, and candlestick making (not a reference to sex)
I could eat peanuts all day.  all day.

i will do better today.

Oscar Dresses and Me

I'm not sure if I should be worried, but I got 8 out of 8 on a POPSUGAR quiz about last years Oscar dresses.

Bad Oscar Dress Quiz

Thank you from last Friday.

 I sent the text below out as an e-mail last Friday as a "thank you" to some of my friends. Last week was a good week and I just wanted to acknowledge that.

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I want everyone to have a wonderful weekend. Really.

This week has been very good for me because of my blogger friends. I
have connected, re-connected, made a new friend, heard my poetry get
quoted back to me, learned how to do a click-through picture, had one
amazing, porn-star quality orgasm, started a Tumblr, and got the
impression that a certain person may not "despise me" after all.

I have learned new things, tried new food, cooked a new recipe, and
gotten word that my company is paying (very small but symbolic)
bonuses this year (no word yet on raises).

Nothing is perfect. I got a bounce back from a friend's e-mail proving
that the loss of her blog was just the first step as I had feared. A
friend's BF showed his true colors which made me laugh until I almost
peed myself, and I read e-mails and posts that broke my heart. And
yes, I pissed off a friend via I-M until she hung up on me.
In all it was a wonderful week and my friends make it all possible.

Thank you all.

A54

PS -I also got my voice recognition software up and running again, oh happy day!!

At the party....

I was at a dinner party on Saturday night.  The food was good, free, and plentiful.  I realized that I was the only one who went back for seconds.  Later, we moved the party to another house to watch the Olympics and have desert.  I behaved myself and only had 4 small tastes, but I realized that I was sick of who I was, "the guy who eats." 

I also happen to be the guy who runs, cycles, and swims every day. My friend's wife, a fat blond with a horrid voice, gave me "the look" when I took my second lemon cookie (home made and delicious).  I felt like reaching across the table and snapping her neck, but it was protected by three flatulent chins, so it would have been a futile attack.

When I got home, I started to think again about changing my mind set. I have a hard time staying focused when my wife gets involved. Once she is in the mix with my weight loss suddenly becomes her project and not mine. I hate that I react that way, because I know we should be working together, but I can't have her involved if I want it to feel like my accomplishment.

I'm what?????

OH MY GOSH!!!

I am laughing so hard right now I am CRYING!!!

You must watch this, right now, you must sit down and thank every God above that you are NOT one of these people.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvyqdClNHwA&feature=related

Is it OK to be jealous?

I reconnected with an old friend of mine today.  Work, vacations, schedules, medical issues, and life in general had conspired to keep us from seeing each other. We are not “a couple” but just friends, good friends, I like to think, but nothing more. She has a boyfriend and I know that, and she has a “boyfriend” that the boyfriend number does not know about. She is not in my city, state, or country. Today, when we spoke, she said that she would be talking to her “other” boyfriend sometime tomorrow. It made me jealous.

I told her so, I told her that I was envious that he got more time with her than I did, fully acknowledging that my emotions were, while not inappropriate, are a little out of place. But still, I am jealous. I am jealous that they have been together, that he has held her hand, that he will kiss her again soon, while IM here, and she is there.

I hate feeling this way, the Internet player in me should be cool with it, and IM, for the most part. But I have to admit I feel that competitive streak that turns most men shower. We want what we cannot have. We want what other men have already had, and we think it reflects badly on us when we can’t have it too. It, I say that as if she is and it to behead. She is not.

She is funny, beautiful, sexy, and has a fantastic smile. Video chat does not do her justice. I am glad to be in her circle, and had a fantastic time talking to her last night, but the little green monster sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear. I can’t afford to listen because he makes me say a stupid things.

And I can do that on my own, thank you very much.

Reset - 220

One month ago I started this little blog at 219.

Today, AFTER a long hot sweaty workout, I weighed 220.

Crap on a cracker.


My new goal is my family reunion in June. 

205

but I've got to get to 219 first.

The Day.....(Group Post)

(Sorry for getting this up late, my morning has been hectic.)




"I don't want pity sex."
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to give you any."

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The day loomed like an incoming meteor over a defenseless home town ever since we turned the page and said goodbye to January. The fact that it was on a weekend made it harder to ignore, more painful to acknowledge. Neither one of us wanted to be the first to mention it. To be the first to admit that the mood wasn't right, that it felt forced, contrived, imposed by the Hallmark gods when neither heart nor libido were in the mood.

Babysitters would go first, then dinner reservations, then theater tickets. If we were going to do anything, we would have to act fast. Inaction meant a miserably tense evening with dinner at Applebee's instead of the Two Moon or Morton's. If you are going to be forced to eat an angry dinner with your distant spouse, you might as well get some good Peking Duck or a quality steak.

So I called, laughing at myself as I dialed.  I called them both, dinner for 2 at 7:00 with a promise to hold back on the sharp knives and throw-able dinnerware.  The babysitter was her job.  Not to old, not to cute, not after Elizabeth.  I swore up and down that I had never touched her but I guess "a look" is just as bad, so they've all been under 18 since then.  She knows I'm more afraid of jail than I am of her.

Nothing was mentioned until the 7th when she grumbled that she had arranged for a sitter if "you wanted to pull something together."  I smiled a bit, knowing that she had given in her share, and had put the ball in my court.  "I've got reservations all set." 

She turned away but I saw a smile brighten up her face as she turned.

I made every effort to turn the mood that week.  I put a $200 credit on her favorite lingerie site and made sure that I was home from work on time every day.  No happy hour with Benny or Ted, or especially the Jones brothers.  No ESPN, in bed on time, help with the kids, I even made dinner on Wednesday as I tried the new BBQ tools my dad got me for Christmas. 

Around Wednesday the growls faded and a good morning kiss took its place.  Soon the weekend arrived.  The flowers I had ordered on Thursday arrived as planned on Friday, no roses (ever), but lillies and tulips and Gerber daisies in every color.  To sweeten the pot, a smaller, but similar arrangement was sent to her mother the same day.  "If Mama aint happy no one is happy" is true, but if you can make the Mother-in-Law happy at the same time, you are gold.

On Saturday, the 13th, I made sure I was tucked away in the study when the babysitter arrived.  No "looks" would trip me up, no off-color comment or joke would come near my lips.  We walked out the door and got in the freshly washed and waxed mini-van.  It wasn't a limo, but the smell of a clean car and new floor mats, after several years of marriage, proved to be just as romantic. 

"Steak or Chow Mein?" I asked as we pulled up and over the hill out of our subdivision. 

"Chow Mein, I think," she giggled, "Since I have a feeling I'll be eating more meat later."

I almost ran the red light by the gas station I was laughing so hard.  That was the closest thing to sex talk we had had in years.

Dinner was perfect.  Holding her hand was heaven.  The sex was long and languid and intimate and intense.  It was the best Valentine's Day ever.  It was 9 years ago this month.

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Can you see yourself skinny?

Can you see yourself skinny?
Skinnier?
When we look at the food on the plate, the snack in the machine, the buffet, can we see ourselves differently?
When I look in the mirror, do I see the 200 pound me that I used to be?
Do I see myself as the uy who says no to the extra serving, the cookie always offered.
Am I the guy who says no or yes to the desert plate.
Am I the one who orders salad or fries?
Do I see myself differently?
Am I one who's always offered the last slice, because they know I will take it?
Do I finish my kids leftovers as I do the dishes, just because they are there?
Can I see myself as the one who says no?

My words, Her hands

I made her cum.

I helped her, my words pushed

and teased and prodded

and guided her hands.

Across the miles, across the night,

We shared thoughts

Desires

Wants

Needs.

The loneliness of the road and the quiet of an empty house

Brought us together

Joined in need

In want

She begged

I teased

She needed my permission

I gave it freely

Two friends

Two hearts

Joined at the keyboard

Across the wire

The best PSA I've ever seen

I have a whole post ready to type up about the Super Bowl called, "The things I would Tweet If I could Tweet From 35,000 feet" which was written while I was watching the game on the plane going to Houston.

Instead, I found this PSA from England that brought tears to my eyes.

http://www.thrfeed.com/2010/02/surprising-buckle-up-psa-video.html

I dare you to watch it without getting all choked up.

Go Saints!!!

Eventually....

I offend everyone eventually.

If today was your day....take comfort in the fact that I probably didn't mean to, but, eventually it happens to everyone.

221 - This is getting ridiculous

221?  Are you freaking kidding me?  Oh, wait, yea...... nevermind....


I have yet to get my head around eating any differently but at least now it's starting to bug me.  I donated blood last night and one of the perks is free cookies and juice afterward, and the cookies are from my favorite cookie shop.  So I grabbed three, 2 chocolate chip and one fake M&M cookie.  They were like flavorgasms 30 minutes into the bus ride home.  One, sure, no problem, 2 OK, a bit much, but 3???  Three cookies during a 45-minute bus ride is like undoing an hour in the pool

Rrrrrrgh, I'm an idiot, i know, you don't have to tell me that, I own a mirror you know.  I've made it to the gym three days in a row with a run, a cycle, and a weights/swim day.  Brandy showed up and asked to share my lane right as I was about to get out.  She has a cartoon-character voice, a cute smile, and KILLER hips and a very nice little ass, but I digress.

Tomorrow I teach my cycling class and hope to get some new music together tonight.  I think I suck at teaching because I have the smallest attendance of the week.  Hmmmm.. Maybe I'm loosing credibility because of my weight, I'm only 15 pounds away from being relatively skinny, but the other teachers are total stick figures with cycling shoes.

I brought my lunch again today, three days in a row which meets one goal, but I haven't made the midnight in bed goal yet, it's just been 2 days, but midnight comes up mighty quick.

I had a Subway sandwich for breakfast, very yummy, but almost out of instinct, I asked for extra cheese.  It's the little changes i have to make that just seem to slip through.  Oh well.

The best drug related headline that has nothing to do with drugs...

When I first read this I was POSITIVE that I was about to read a story about some really good drugs, but NO!!

It's about chips, and not the good kind you eat after taking drugs.  I mean, for goodness sakes, they are talking about silicon sublimation and I was already getting a contact high.

Does anybody else think this headline should be held up to some sort of truth in advertising law....

Penn State busts out 100mm graphene wafers, halcyonic dream inches closer to reality

I mean really, if that doesn't just scream "Hey everybody, here's a new way to get high" then I don't know what does. 

What a let down....

February Goals

Here are my goals for February

1. Weigh 215 by February 28th (5 pounds)
2. Four workouts during the week and 1 on the weekend
3. In bed before midnight during the week
4. Thirty push-ups every day (wimpy, I know)
5. One muffin (not three) on Tuesday and Thursday
6. Bring my lunch 3 our of 5 days each week
7. No bonus meals
8. No M&Ms while at work

I haven't put together a formal diet plan yet.  I'm going to log all my eating and try to get in more intensity to my workouts.  When I teach cycling I'm wiped out, but my running and swimming have been good, but too mild-mannered.  I need to boost it up.

The "No M&Ms while at work" leaves me a 'chocolate at home' escape clause, but it's at work that I do they most damage.  Here they are free, plentiful, and the kids don't take 1/2 of them away.

This morning I did 4 miles along the beach in just under 10 minutes.  I was racing at 8:00 minutes per mile last summer, so sub-10 is slow, but it was my first run in quite a while and watching the sunrise was fun. 

January was a waste, let's see if we can do better this month....

Clothing Drive

"It's for a good cause...."


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ew9cEATPzDE&feature=player_embedded

and no, I don't drink, but the beer ads are always the funniest.