Counting the days….since day 1…
It’s day 4!!!!
To recap. Day 1 was a Wednesday, a typically terrible day for a diet if you play Wednesday night poker at Beagles. I did okay diet wise though, I ate maybe 10 chicken wings and had 4 track suits. I lost, home around midnight.
If memory serves me correctly I lost a bit of weight though, I think I was just over 244 day 2, Thursday morning.
A dedicated diet man…something didn’t feel right though, could I be hung over….bad chicken wings…just tired????
Poor little Charlotte puked her guts out early afternoon and then I realized the feeling I was under…the food sitting undigested in my stomach…it was only a matter of time.
Hours later it began and I spent the rest of Thursday night and Friday morning on the best diet plan ever…the stomach flu.
Not to shabby. If I can have the flu 2 days next week I should be down 20 pounds.
Sadly I haven’t had a coffee in 3 days, I may attempt to break the habit. Very sad.
I hate giving up things I truly enjoy…today I will research the pros and cons but I was drinking 3 or 4 cups of double caffeinated coffee a day.
Things are tough in Merica, they’ve got the TV show cops portraying all the hard working men and women of law enforcement. Then they have every man woman and child on the street recording cops breaking human rights, laws…being regular felons.
It can’t be an easy job to be a crime fighting criminal.
I guess you hope for days when all you’ve got to worry about is a lonely flash light gently rolling down the street…the soft breeze…warm coffee…delicious donuts…
The Quote of the Day:
Bathtub falls and police officers kill more Americans than terrorism, yet we’ve been asked to sacrifice our most sacred rights for fear of falling victim to it.
Sunny days…enjoy it while it’s hot.