….Particularly, the obesely fat, roundesque size.
I took my kids to the park yesterday as they have Spring Break this week.
Let’s back up….
For the past month, I have been feeling a bit weak willed when it comes to my diet. I cave in a lot easier, and I would hate for that to catch up with me. Although my weight is steady and my BF has gone down, I know that over time:
a little bit of a cheat will turn into
a little bit more of a cheat
and then a lot more of a cheat
and it will continue to snowball it’s way down that slippery slope.
It will begin to accumulate on me and I work too hard for my efforts to be covered up by fatty fatness, dammit!
So, again, I brought my kids to the park yesterday and as I’m watching them play, I see two women who couldn’t have rounder body parts.
They were comprised of a head, two tits, a belly and an ass…with arms and legs packed into sausage casing.
They were strolling SLOWLY about the playground while watching a toddler busying herself with whatever caught her eye.
OK, and for the sake of the fact that this is interesting, they also had a boy with them…around 3 or 4 years old…who had a genuine Mohawk. Shaved head, spiked hair down the middle. It was hardcore.
One of the women was wearing a baby T that was about 5 sizes too small. How she packed herself into it is beyone me, but all I know is that her belly was trying to make a Houdini-like escape out the bottom of the shirt.
I had noticed a bit later that they stopped so that one of them could talk on her cell phone. She started scratching the bare part of her belly and then proceeded to lift her shirt and tuck it under her boob so she could get at that itch real GOOD and HARD.
I looked on with an expression of horror and disgust. But, I couldn’t look away. I was morbidly fascinated at the fact that she would do such a thing.
And then a funny thing happened. My appetite took a sweet swandive out of my bod and landed SPLAT on the pavement. It couldn’t take the scene I subjected it to and offed itself.
I sat there thinking that there is no CHANCE in HELL that I would allow myself to eat anything that will remotely set me back from all the effort I’ve made.
So later on, when the kids asked if we could go get some ice cream, I didn’t fight them on it one bit.
I took them and happily witnessed all of that creamy, sweet goodness without wanting a single itty bitty taste of any of it.
Happy endings do exist
Cardio: 500
Weight Training: Shoulders, arms, calves
Breakfast: 1 whole egg, 4 egg whites (21g prot)
oatmeal (5g prot)
coffee
Snack: cottage cheese (24g prot)
Lunch: turkey meatballs (40g prot)
1/2 cup pasta (3g prot)
Postgym: protein shake (21g prot)
Dinner: Shrimp (35g prot)
steamed vegetables
Bedtime: casein protein shake (24g prot)
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