If it’s not broken…
What if it is broken? What if chubby doesn’t lose the weight?
Chunk went out for dinner on Friday night, ZIZI’s kitchen. Too good, too much…the food is just too good, it’s not right… I left double stuffed, I couldn’t even squeeze in a beer after dinner with the street drinkers…well, maybe just one.
My fat pants were at the limit…all my fat clothes are of course…I’m down to the wire on clothing. I have tons of clothes, super tight rocker type jeans that used to be baggy, slick spandex like T-shirts that once fit comfortably. I’ve got what appears to be belly tops…I can get them on but you’ll have to wonder why my belly button in showing…
I could throw this stuff out but I dream of fitting into these T-shirts again. These are Man T-shirts…worn until threadbare. Sure I could throw out the jeans…I’ve done some of that, but you do have to save a couple of your old favorites to best judge when you’re back to normal…
Normal you say…this an LOL moment…see I just actually laughed out loud, not the mythical lol but the actual giggle.
Have I heard this before?
So…today…Family day…
We shall refer to this as low carb day numero uno. Day one of an actual frigin diet.
The pain…the agony…why lord…why couldn’t I be a skinny guy fighting to pack on pounds…forcing myself to drink beer and eat pizza…ice cream for desert. WHY!!!!????!!!!
This is one of those moments where I wonder if all those trips to church as a child were in vain…
Vain:
- having or showing an excessively high opinion of one’s appearance, abilities, or worth.
- producing no result; useless.
Sounds about right to me…little in the universe makes as much sense to me as that right now. I can align my- self with that for sure…You know what chunk will do today? Chunk will go to the midgetmax and lift.
No more lifting to build strength…no more 5×5’s to bulk up and hit a new personal best…Oh no! I won’t do 8 by sets…I will do 12’s…I will do 20’s
I will not take breaks…
I will sweat horribly…benches will be disgusting, people will be sickened…I may even get dizzy…pass out…puke. But I will do it…the damn gym…
………………………………………………………………… arghhhh
Prunny…
Okay, in other news…
Beagle flies back today, I’m sure he is up 10 pounds. There is simply no way he hasn’t gained at the buffet of food and free pouring booze all week.
No way!
Now beagles wife didn’t send me this photo directly…I was able to find it out of the electronic home of spiders… It appears to be an untouched image of Beagle in Mexico…but I’m no photographic expert…
Anyway, they are back today after 8 long days in Mexico. during this time I imagine Beagle took many day trips off
the resort.
Here we have a photo Beagle’s wife must have taken of their ’jungle Jeep tour’.
Beagle of the jungle
These tours are available at most resorts, sadly it was a tight fit after the brazilian meat swords but they were able to squeeze him into one of the vehicles…
Again…thanks to Beagles wife for what must be an upload to the webs for your viewing pleasure. I have’t heard from Beagle on how this day of his trip went…lets hope he was wearing bug spray!
Tomorrow…catamaran tour or trip to Chichen Itza… So much fun…and Snorkelling…That will be an easy one to track down I’m sure.
Parker…King of beers Parker…or is that Life Insurance??? He has been out to the pub every day this week- end…I know because I get the invites…I haven’t made it out. It’s enough to know the beer diet is working for him without having to witness it. We shall see how that goes…I did have some success on it myself.
I figure I’ll be able to get updates an the battle of the bulge from everyone in the next couple of days, I can tell you right now that I am the biggest loser…but not the good kind…I’m the loser that didn’t lose the most weight…hell I haven’t lost a thing!
Today… 248…
Let’s move on to the quote of the day:
If you are young and you drink a great deal it will spoil your health, slow your mind, make you fat – in other words, turn you into an adult.
P. J. O’Rourke
Hard to argue with that.
Cheerio…
