How I feel the world treated me this week.
Week 22 Weigh In
November 2, 2006 By Leave a Comment
According to Chris Fehnel, this is actually week 22, so … well, there ya go.
Last week I stuck to the diet and exercise pretty much monday-thursday. Friday was my “free” day and I managed to maintain a new low – 211.6 until this morning. The last few days have been terrible, as we have had an office Halloween party and numerous candies to tempt the last few days. I also did not use the exercise ball since Thursday, so everything I did last week was pretty much reset back to zero.
Which is fitting because this week’s weight is now equal to where I started: 213.6
Now that Halloween is over, time to get back on track. However with a wedding to go to this weekend, and Turkey Day and Christmas coming up… this could be interesting.
Ok, I’m going to try one of those nifty charts everybody else is doing:
Original Weight: 225.3
Week 1: 219.6
Week 2: 220
Week 3: 215.8
Week 4: 216.4
Week 5: 213.8
Week 8-21: 213
Week 22: 213.6
So I should be proud of at least the 12 lbs I guess, even though its about where I was on Week 5. I was really psyched when I saw 211 earlier this week, maybe I should could Tuesday’s weight instead of today’s. 
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Survived!
November 1, 2006 By Leave a Comment
I survived Halloween while ducking the possibilities of door-ringers.  I was only home for a short while, but it felt rather silly leaving all the lights off and sneaking from room to room, hoping kids wouldn’t make a bee-line for the nearest place with lights that they saw.
Trick or Treating has become almost a joke, as even when I did have the light on last year, nobody came. Parents are so paranoid, not only do they drive their kids from house to house, but only to people they know. Even in the late 80′s, early 90′s (which wasn’t THAT long ago!) we would descend upon a neighborhood and kids would be everywhere in groups. People would give out pounds and pounds of candy. Now, the sounds of children’s laughter and friendly banter amongst themselves has been reduced to the sound of a car pulling up outside Uncle Mikey’s house.
Ding Dong. Hi! Bye! Vrooom.
The spirit of Halloween is dead.
