Of course, I was pretty fat two years ago but the graphic of Kermit is a more accurate portrayal regarding my frustration with trying to lose the stress-eating weight I gained last month. At least I didn’t break my March streak by hitting the gym after work while juggling therapy in while waiting in queue for dinner. I know all my friends mean well with their suggestions yet I just don’t care for all the bullshit-fad diets: paleo, atkins, keto, no more carbs, etc. They’re all a load of crap in my opinion. In the end, the key is stop stuffing our faces and exercise more which is pretty difficult since I don’t live the calorie-burning lifestyle I had before I turned 18. Well, I think I did pretty well between 1994-96 too. Those were the days I didn’t own nor have access to a car which led to numerous days spent walking around Austin’s Hyde Park, the UT campus, Highland Mall (layovers with the bus) and sweating buckets at the bus stops.
I think I’m starting to get mattes back on track. Every other day is my turn to cook at Castello di Maggi. Jennifer doesn’t eat much because she is a smaller person and it’s not a secret, part of her intestines were removed a couple decades ago. So the trick is to make maybe a serving and a half to cut down on waste too. Plus, by keeping my amount low due to my tendency to finish off her food; thanks to my grandparents’ incessant stories about people starving in Europe (I know, them saying it in the Seventies was weird) or how hard it was to get whatever processed crap we were eating, during the Depression. At least Jennifer remains onboard with all my salads for lunch and not getting in the way of hitting the gym. Would I like her to join me? Yeah, I just won’t really press as she has other health reasons versus the other women/friends in my life.