Sunday, March 21, 2010
Weight Loss or Feel The Burn
Not too shabby.
I've continued using my food diary and I've been weighing myself every morning before I eat. The system seems to be working.
However, I skipped the gym yesterday and today. I have a good reason...
this is the time to burn.
You may think that because I live in MA, not a complete idiot (I wouldn't say smart), and support gay marriage I must be an urbanite living in some condo or townhouse.
In retrospect that would've been a wise idea. Instead I'm hip deep in suburbia. I live in an old, old house (1850's) and no it isn't quaint or nice.
It's work. Take today and yesterday, I was outside (by the way, I'm not a big fan of the outside too much outside out there) burning my super-pile of brush, twigs, and leaves from the previous year. Did I mention those thorn bushes I tore down last Fall? They didn't disappear. They were waiting, hiding in that pile of crap until I reached in and D'OH! Bad pointy pain, a lot of bad pointy pain.
It isn't all bad. I do get light a fire and I haven't gravely injured myself (1st degree burns do not count).
How do I deal with all this fun? When I feel especially suburbanitey (like after burning brush for 2 days beside my normal domestic routine) there is only one solution!
Beer. I'm going out for a few drinks in civilization (Boston/Cambridge) and pretend that I don't live...