Who's a fat Bastard - Vive la Canadiens

May, 14, 2014

     Today is Weigh Day, it's only been 2 days . As I believe I mentioned in yesterdays whine. I know the pounds don't just fall off. You have to push them off. It took  me a dozen years to put them on. I hope it doesn't take a dozen years to take them off. It could work though. In a dozen years, I will have been dead for several of those. Probably looking quite thin! At any rate this is the last midweek Weigh Day. From now on only Sunday Weigh Day.
     The trains are running on time, and I am finally starting to adjust  to the new diet. I feel good and have a lot of energy. So, I put that energy into trying to do a sit up. That didn't work out. ( I can barely raise my bulbous head)  I did set a personal best in crunches. 28, then I threw up a little in my mouth.

     Undeterred, I make my way to the bathroom, rinse my mouth and take a leak. I am now ready to mount the maiden and pedal my way to today's weigh in. 

35 minutes, and an episode of the Daily Show later, I poured myself off the bike. Nearly liquid from the massive exertion it requires to make believe pedal my giant ass across the green room. I face the dozen stairs that lead up to the kitchen,the bathroom and the scale. My legs are leaden, every step a struggle. My resolve though is firm. Clutching the rail in my hand, I think I can...I think I can...I think....you know what I mean the little Squatch that could....move that rubber tree plant.

     It may not seem like much to most people. Just the fact that I have exercised 5 days in a row makes me happier than a monkey with a cupcake.

     It hurts a bit less every day, and I seem to recover a little faster as well.  As I'm writing this I know the results of my weigh day. The first Paragraph today was written pre weigh in. As I read it back I hear excuses. Reasons for failure as a preemptive strike. 

     After a quick lunch of hard boiled eggs, pickles and cheese. I went to my usual music therapy session at Dunwood Place in New West. It's a seniors building that my pal Gord lives in. He started  up a jam and asked me to join in. We play for 2 hours every Wednesday. It is to say the least, an eclectic group. It does my heart good to see those out of key nutjobs leaving at the end of the session. All smiles and talking about which classic tune they will destroy next week. These are people in their 70s and 80s. They have been performing all their lives. They have forgotten more about music than I will ever know, literally! 

     I can't believe it's true, but it's true. I cheered for the Montreal Canadiens. Tabernacle!!! As a life long Leaf fan....I didn't say it was a good life! How could I cheer for the enemy? Simple, I am a Canadian first and a hockey fan second. I would love to see the Leafs or Canucks playing for the Stanley Cup. Unfortunately they suck. So, GO HABS GO!!! or is that GEAUX HABS GEAUX!!!

     Montreal won in a great game, they were fast, determined  feisty. Never backed down from the bigger, badder Bruins. I want the Stanley cup back in Canada. We should do it now while Quebec is still part of Canada!

Super Squatch Enhanced Salad

The Dinner Table

HABS on a Pork Chop in Mustard

     Had a nice dinner of pork chops and knackwurst done on the BBQ. An amazing salad, some home made pickled beets from the inlaws in Aldergrove, brocoli and a mountain of asparagus. It must be in season cause we`re eating it every night. Steamed, fried, raw, grilled. Every time I pee, the smell makes me hungry! 

      Played cards tonight, lost $1.

     Alright enough small talk.

Yayish

     311.8 down from 312.2. thats still 88 grams`! Sounds good in metric. I`m going to Sunday only Weigh Day. I will just keep on keepin on. 88 grams, sounds like my herb consumption last month.

Till next time 

Peace Out Ya`ll

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