Day 9…groundhogs

Usually I hate groundhog days. Waking up to a scale reading the same as yesterday. Today’s weigh in…………… 236.6 pounds.

Why is today a groundhog day?  I ran 3 miles yesterday…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. I

had an egg and steak, a couple sausages on protein pita, a handful of cherries…a cup or so of raw green beans…. I did have a cup of mixed nuts…salted. that could be it.

Again, no big deal. No toaster in the tub for me.

I didn’t go to poker last night. Not that I didn’t think I could manage it without stuffing my face.

It wasn’t the lure of beer…sadly more than anything it was the late night…I just didn’t feel like playing poker into the wee hours, maybe its the lack of coffee.

Or maybe it’s that I’d come home starving and have to fight myself to sleep without food!

The Dutch failed in their attempt at the World Cup yesterday. If you had to choose between a goalie with the best penalty shot stop record or a goalie who has never stopped a penalty shot whom would you choose to stop penalties in the World Cup semi final?

That’s right, the whiny idiot that complained that he was taken out for penalties the game before…the game that was won…yep, and the record stands…not a single penalty stopped.

Beagle’s      boy      got      a       new       xbox      or      nintendo       or      whatever       it’s                      called  these  days…

It took Beagle an hour to get it masterfully set up. His exercise done for the day…time for a pizza. I hate to laugh at my own jokes but…

I’ve been shunning World Cup get together’s with the GBG also but this Sunday I will be out for the final. After the Merrickville car show that is…depending on return time…and next week…Syracuse.

If you like cars, well worth the drive.

I know it isn’t nice for one fat man to pick on another, but I really use whatever I can to stay on target right now. 3 miles yesterday didn’t seem to do it…later today I’m supposed to run 4…we shall see if that helps out.

Beagle…keep up the good work buddy…

Wow…the mind wanders low on carbs…to trains of thought all over the page…

The Quote of the Day:

True friends stab you in the front. Oscar Wilde

Quote perfection kids.

Sunny, not to hot…get out there! Cheerio