‘To try is to be human. To succeed is to witness a full blown miracle.’ That pretty much summed up my diet going into Day 4. And on this day, no joy in the weight loss department, yet I planned to keep on trying anyway.
[In other news, ”Zhang Zhan, a 37-year-old citizen journalist who reported on crowded hospitals and the conditions in Wuhan earlier this year, was sentenced Monday to four years over the offense of “picking quarrels and provoking trouble,” reports said.’ I briefly wondered if Biden would approve of that action… Sorry readers. I just don’t like that man very much. Also, sorry Zhang, but living in a Marxist country sucks…always.]
I was beginning to think that the holidays were perhaps not the best time to try and lose any weight. I was attempting this, at a time in our history, where one could believe that our world was falling apart. Covid, political disasters, insolvency of the government and a growing sense of urgency doesn’t make for a very good setting, now does it? How does anyone focus when most every day brings a new national problem with it? Anyway, I was now past the half way mark in my seven day effort and I felt it my duty to forge ahead…
8:00 AM – OK, spaghetti, a fried egg, one chicken wing and a glass of milk might not be your idea of a typical breakfast affair. But, there it was, staring up at me on a plate on a cloudy Monday morning. The weather service was calling for some ‘unsettled’ days during the week with all forms of precipitation being possible. Swell, I thought to myself as I dug on in… This meal had about 427 calories, so, I was off to the races, yet again!
1:00 PM – Just as I had slid off the road the day before, right into a bar. This day found me sliding into a McDonald’s! Now to be fair, and due to on line ordering, I was able to score a Big Mac and medium French fry for just $5.03 before taxes! It was either that or have to settle for a rather pasty looking hamburger patty with a limp salad that were languishing in the fridge. Hey! I’m only human… I saw. I conquered and then experienced a bit of remorse. And, as I waddled around my place, I was also trying to go for the egotistical mindset that believes that hot looking women actually crave obese and impoverished old men! That’s what I kept telling myself, anyway.
So, this day was rapidly turning into another cluster fuck. To my credit, I did get some housework and cleaning done earlier in the day. I still had a bad feeling though, that come the morning, I’d see some disturbing news on the face of my bathroom scale. To add to the feeling of the day, I could see that rain was going to be moving into my area for the next couple of days. (I got the image off my weather website). Oh boy! It was looking like I might even possibly drown on Diet Day 5 or 6! Stay tuned.
4:00 PM – I finished this day, as I’d done many times before, a few beers and some chips. Actually, the truth be told, not a bad way to end any day in late December! My numbers, not so good, yet there was always, Day 5 to look forward to… Or was there?