My Friday

morning weight: 275 lbs

Haven't lost a bleeping thing. Three workouts this week.

I was going to wait until Monday but I personally need a little weekend courage, so I'm sending a special shout-out to Soxy Deb for her incredible loss: 6 lbs in two weeks! Way to go Deb! I made a little encouragement blingy for you:



So what did you do with your Friday?

I went to see Zack and Miri Make a Porno. I just liked telling the name to the ticket attendant. I found it hilarious. So either I'm desperate for comedy or my tastes are changing. Oh if only I were thin, I could have a 2nd career!

Of course, I didn't eat well yesterday. Total consumption: two cups of tea and a small bag of popcorn. Yeah that's it. And of course, I woke up this morning starving. An actual Poohbear rumbly tumbly.

But I can say that I have found a new way to love the treadmill. I had always been afraid to try the hill workout on it, and last night I finally just told myself well, if I fall off, I fall off and if my leg muscles start to cramp, I can just stop it. Come to find out, the machine lets you set the speed, which made a huge difference. I liked how it varied and I never knew when it would happen. Kept me alert. And I have $7.00 in my reward jar. What is that, like one rose?

However, I did feel a bit like a geek loser to be at the gym on Friday night at 10 pm. Just me and Lipstick Jungle. When they cast shows off to Fridays, doesn't that mean they're ready to pull the plug? Or just that they're hoping to catch the larger demographic of women who have no family or no dates to which I fall into rather deeply.

Spoke to Mom and she's doing well in her rehab with her physical therapy. She is back to her stubborn mindset and deciding which parts of the doctor's orders she's going to listen to and which she isn't. Turns out the cysts on her liver had been growing for ten years. WTF. Sigh. Well, at least they're gone. Her belly button is sore, something she feels will never recover, the number of times she's had a scope in there. Oh well Mom, you're about to turn octogenarian, let's be thankful for the little things right? Like not having cancer. OK that's a big thing.

Got to the email stage with another Chemistry_Not.com guy. Red Sox fan. Near Philly. Can quote 80s movies. Divorced, two kids. In Pharma industry. Not super cute but not fugly. We'll see. Technically too far away for a relationship, but if we meet and there are sparks, I think I should follow it. Haven't had any combustion in a long time. Trying to stay open, so lightning can strike. Anytime now, anytime.