one down…one up…

244 today. Image that. A pound of beef jerky will work wonders.

I don’t think I’ve ever eaten beef jerky and been down on the scale the next day…Why is that? Well its sodium kids, good old-fashioned heart-clenching salt. The white killer is right beside sugar. And I guess crack…

tonight at poker we will be dining on fajitas, Derek’s homemade and delicious. I’m going to have one…and 4-6 beers. It’s a done deal already.

The toe is medium…its thinking about releasing the nail and possibly whatever meat is dead or dying underneath. I’m not super excited for it but it’s going to happen so I’m trying to prepare myself mentally.

This morning I had a slice of bacon and 2 hard boiled eggs. I keep eggs around to eat which keeps me off the chips. I think of them as rotten timbits.

Short and sweet and a quote of the day to boot:

The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea. Isak Dinesen

It’s so true, sweat, tears or mojitos served up by a Cuban while sunning on the beach. I’ll take a mojito please…keep ’em coming.

Cheers