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Doesn't everyone promise that lifting this will make you happy? This afternoon I went to the gym. I was feeling pretty good about myself, all sassy and cute, because I’ve lost another pound, for two pounds down. They may be squishy pounds, not hard pounds, but hey. Two pounds. (Squishy pounds are tucked inside that weight that [...] I couldn't find an image of Tom Bombadil that didn't make him look like a creeper, so here's his house. OR, How Many Topics Will I Cram Into One Post? Ten miles this week, now at mile 99. Spent a lovely time at Tom Bombadil’s. Missed eating meat, though. They appear to be vegetarian. We set [...]
This animal sleeps all the time, and is a KILLING MACHINE. Just like me! This week’s fitness plan includes lying in bed and sitting at my desk, wishing I was lying in bed. Hooray! Look, we already know from Gray’s assiduous research that not getting enough sleep can make you fat. I have merely decided to [...] For once there is a reason to be happy that I’m “middle-aged.” Brenda Davy, Ph.D, R.D., associate professor, department of human nutrition, foods and exercise, at Virginia Tech and her pals conducted a study examining the effect of drinking two cups of water prior to each meal. The old diet myth is proved true; drinking water before [...]
Imma gonna hop one of these in a few hours. Hopefully it doesn’t run out of gas, or anything. I had the feeling ALL DAY yesterday that there was something I’d forgotten to do, as I zoomed around trying to get ready to leave town. I kept checking and double-checking. Toothbrush? Check. Underwear? Check. Medication? Check. [...] Old Forest. Or the woods along the lake where I walked today. My photo. At mile 78 today, I did FIFTEEN MILES this week. We have about 20 boring miles left in the Old Forest before Old Man Willow tries to eat hobbits and Tom Bombadil shows up. I was kinda slack with weights the [...]
Hey, look! A Metaphor! I come to report that here in week 4 or 5 or whatever it is, I am down 5/17ths of a Schubert. Or, in non-mentally ill parlance, down five pounds. My fat jeans that I was barely wedging my carcass into have loosened and I can wear a couple of [...] I am HUGELY SUPERPLEASED to report that I have been a very, very good girl this week. I am prancing and preening and overflowing with virtue and smugness at this very moment. Because I am a walking MACHINE. This past week was a roaring success. Um, mostly.
Not my actual dishawasher. I’m sure that this one [...]
Not my actual bed. You can tell that because I’m not in it. It has been one week since my last post. In that time I have laid around as if my very life depended upon my ability to hold the couch down with my ass. I walked my son to school exactly zero times, [...] I somehow feel an affinity for a living thing that wants to eat everything in sight. No idea why. There is a monster eating the eucalyptus trees that line the creek in my neighborhood. Its name is Morning Glory, which is polite-speak for an imported pestilence that threatens to devour half the state of California. [...] |
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