Three days in, and so far, I’m not dead. Who knew that you could survive without alcohol and wings? I guess I’m not Bender from Futurama after all…
Yesterday I went from home to truck to work to truck to home to truck to comedy club to truck to Brad’s house to truck to home. It was a constant day of motion. I had to hit up the comedy club for our weekly owner’s meeting, then to Brad’s to watch Mortal Kombat. Now normally, watching a really dumb movie instead of exercising would be something I would do just because WHY WOULDN’T I? These days it’s because I’m preparing to make fun of it tomorrow a la MST3K:
So by the time I got home it was 10pm and time for bed. I slept like a damn rock.
I’ve been using My Fitness Pal to monitor my calories, and I’m just trying to keep it around 2,000. No crazy calorie restrictions or anything, I figure making myself food and sticking to 2,000 or so calories can’t hurt the weight loss aspect of this fun little adventure, right?
I cooked a damn good looking steak tonight, and had some low sodium canned corn, because somebody told me the low sodium stuff tastes just like the normal corn I’m used to…
Yeah, NO it doesn’t.
It’s okay though, I ate cottage cheese too. I’m not sure if you know this about me, but cottage cheese is my jam. For the love of all that is holy, Dean’s 4% = HEAVEN.
It’s perfection in a tub. I’ve been eating it for lunch and/or dinner every night as a side, and guess what? No gout attacks in the last three days.
Sure, I haven’t had a gout attack in months, but whatever, I ESPECIALLY haven’t had one the past three days.
Alrighty, I’m off to walk around for awhile and then hit the bedness.
These posts are not as lengthy as the ones I used to write, but I’m limiting myself to 30 minutes to update this when I do so I can have more time to actually live the life I’m writing about. FUN!