Sunday, 11 May 2014

Who`s a fat Bastard - Sailing


May 10, 2014

     One day till weigh day. I have been so conscientious about my diet. I keep telling myself  "it's not about the number."
     Bullshit, nothing will make me happy but knockin a couple of lbs off the scorecard. Alright, my energy level is way up, my clothes seem to be a little bit looser and I definitely seem to be in a better mood. For which Lisa is incredibly thankful!
     I have failed many times. And I have been a miserable bastard while doing it! I believe there are two main reasons for my multiple diet implosions.
     1. I would starve myself. This would mess up my blood sugar and I would possibly get a little short with people I think are idiots. Which, when I'm hungry is pretty much the world.
     2. I'm pretty crunchy right out of the box. Lisa won`t put up with that crap for long. Last time I was on a diet, the word came down from management, " Eat or Die." I ate.
     Now that I have the excuse covered. I have eliminated bread, potato, pasta and rice. I don't sweat the carbs that may be in a sauce or condiment. Most importantly, I eat when I'm hungry. I have been eating about four times a day. Some meat, but lots of veggies and salads. Dairy only in my coffee and no processed food. 
     I wrote the above this morning. It`s now 11 pm. For a guy with nothing to do, I sure seem to find ways to stay amused. Today for instance was City Wide Garage Sale Day. Hundreds of Garage Sales published in the local paper. It`s Garagesaleageddon!!!

     Grab your change purse and hit the road. At least that`s what I thought.
    But no. Routes must be mapped, travel cups loaded with high test Java and bathroom breaks scheduled. Like a swarm of locusts on a field of corn, our quest for old, rusty,  possibly functioning tools and Mr Potato Heads had begun.
     We went to at least a dozen Garage sales, not a single garage was for sale!





     It`s kinda creepy, looking through someones life via the stuff they don`t want anymore. That doesn`t mean that there is not some cool junk out there. But really, way to many people are watching Antiques Roadshow. If it was crap fifty years ago , it`s still crap. Only now it`s old crap! 
     Lisa bought two pairs of jeans for fifty dollars. She says they are designer and cost more than $300.00 new.
Seven sins or something, I don`t know. All I know is they look great on Lisa. They have rhinestones on the ass and Lisa has 
a great sense of fashion. I could never wear jeans that expensive. I`d be afraid to fart!
     In all, Lisa spent about $80.00 on other peoples crap. I spent $1.35 on 3 Tom Clancy novels.
     I faced my Nemesis.


     At 2 pm I headed down to the green room. Still sore from my first day of working out. My ego bruised from not being able to do one lousy sit up. I pretended to touch my toes and decided it wasn`t worth the risk.  So I didn`t bother with the stretching. I plugged in the conclusion of House of Cards season 1 episode 1 on Netflix and started pedalling.

 It`s a pretty good show and I always liked Kevin Spacey. When the show was over I looked at the timer and I had been pedalling for 23 minutes. It just flew by.

    With wobbly legs I made my way to the shower and the blessed Water Pic.
     Went out to our favourite sushi joint for dinner. Tenatsu, on Hastings at Nanaimo. The best chicken teriyaki  dinner in Vancouver.



      A generous portion of chicken served on top of a mountain of bean sprouts and cabbage.( Not noodle). It comes with miso, sumonomo, tempura, sushi and a bowl of steamed rice. 
     We also had the combo sashimi and real crab california roll.

 With doggy bag and tip we were out of there under $30.00.   
     Tomorrow is weigh day. I am nervous. I know it`s important not to get hung up on the numbers. Easier said than done. You can`t tell a joke or write a blog that will change the mind of the scale. It will be truthful, that`s it`s nature. It`s a scale. No opinion just the facts. I keep telling myself that feeling good and having more energy is reward enough. I want to see the quantifiable evidence that I`m not wasting my time. 
Till next time 
Peace Out Ya`ll


©2014 Dave Squatch Ward



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