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Unlikely

Well, I seriously doubt that I managed a 3500 calorie deficit yesterday but there goes another pound. Let’s see here:
1 Slim Fast 180 calories
1 Large slice of pizza 400 calories?
1/2 small turkey sammich 200 calories?

780 calories for the day.
This site says I need 3157 calories a day so let’s go with a deficit of 2377. That leaves me with losing about 3/4 of a pound. Where did the rest go? I did my normal nightly workout but I don’t think 50 situps, 20 pushups and 10 minutes of chasing the dog around the house burned 1300 calories.

Maybe it’s brain mass. I was certainly a little more stupid than usual yesterday.

Undone

Well, it seems my Day of Torture successfully undid all the damage done to me this weekend, and really over the past few weeks. This weekend my sister was in town for a visit and we did nothing but eat out. Add on to that Friday night which was a night of drunken debauchery that spread across the entire city and my diet was pretty much a thing of the past.
I didn’t even weigh myself Sunday or Monday, if you can imagine.

So yesterday I woke up with every intention of getting seriously back on track. Had my Slim Fast and then remembered I had to go to a Mexican place for lunch for someone’s last day at work. *Sigh*
I can’t resist chips and salsa. It’s a known fact. I probably ate 2000 calories worth, then some fried stuff with chicken and cheese and more salsa. Damnit!

The rest of the day I ate nothing. I also mowed the lawn, went to the gym and did double situps and pushups. Fell asleep around 7:30pm out of sheer exhaustion, woke up around 10:00pm, more situps, asleep till 11pm and then more situps before finally going to bed at 3:00am.

I’m hurting today, to say the least. Not enough sleep and my arms feel broken, but the scale said 213.6 so mission accomplished. Now I just have to stick to a tight diet and workout schedule for the next 4 days so I can make Monday count.

I’ve found that I can do days where I just completely starve myself and have it be useful as long as I don’t break in the few days afterwards. That’s the hard part 🙂

Passage

So I’m reading “The Dark Tower VII” by Stephen King this evening and I come across this paragraph. It’s so unlike anything else in the book, or really anything else he’s ever written that I was struck by it.

Do any of us, except in our dreams, truly expect to be reunited with our hearts’ deepest loves, even when they leave us only for minutes, and on the most mundane of errands? No, not at all. Each time they go from our sight we in our secret hearts count them as dead. Having been given so much, we reason, how could we expect not to be brought as low as Lucifer for the staggering presumption of our love?

Restless

Man, I am restless today. I have started three blog posts so far which have grown to a few pages long each and then saved them for later. You should see my Drafts folder. Heh.

Maybe this weekend I’ll get to post on some stuff I’ve been wanting to talk about for a few weeks now.

In current news, I added pushups to my nightly routine. I was already doing situps and that’s great but I need to start to shape my upper chest and pushups will help that. Man, it hurts though. Back, shoulders and pecs are all aching from the last few nights.

In other current news, it’s definitely Spring now. I can tell with two simple things.
1) My house almost blew away last night.
2) I want to move to Europe again.

The second of the two probably sounds pretty familiar by now to long time readers of this site. The wanderlust is strong in me this year my friends. Almost unbearably so.

Regret?

You ever get the feeling that other people are having a hell of a lot more fun than you are?
Like these people from The Netherlands on the project I am working on? The ones that are on vacation for what seems like half the year going to places like Egypt (1 month), China (1 month), the Black Forest in Germany (1 week), Rome (2 weeks) and so on and so forth etc., etc., etc., ad infinitum?

In fact, do you ever get the feeling that maybe your priorities are just all wrong?

I’m going to add on to this post quite a bit later on tonight, but now I have to get back to work.
Seriously.

Hawt

If I’m going to go home and eat soup for lunch every day I’m going to have to learn to be a little more patient. The roof of my mouth has been scorched now for like a week. Man, it’s hard though. Soup is good!

So last night was The Killers and Tegan and Sarah at The Uptown. Beforehand we ate at what is my new favorite restaurant: Rudy’s. It’s a little Mexican hole in the wall that Tony introduced me to and it’s incredible. I made an absolute pig of myself and walked out so stuffed I could barely move. That hampered my beer consumption for the concert, but that’s okay. I didn’t wanna have any anyway.

Anyway, Tegan and Sarah were okay. I really like their song “Walking With a Ghost” and after hearing it I bought their latest album. Turns out that was the best part (IMHO! Settle down, Courtney) and I didn’t much care for the rest. I’m just not much of a twin sister lesbian rock kinda guy I guess. Twin sister lesbian OTHER stuff maybe. They played well but it just wasn’t my thing.

The Killers on the other hand are my thing and they rocked everyone’s collective socks off. I expected good sound, and I expected good tunes but I didn’t know what to expect from the band itself. Part of going to and enjoying a show is seeing the people that make the music and the way they act and perform can make or break a show for me. For instance, when I saw The Strokes a while back it was obvious that the whole band had complete disdain for the audience. They didn’t want to be there and they were just reciting the music. I love The Strokes music, but I won’t go out of my way to see them again.
The Killers didn’t have that problem. They were in love with the crowd and it showed. They appreciated the applause and the screams and responded in turn with more energy and power. Very cool show. Not much too unexpected, in fact they nearly played their album in order from start to finish. They threw in a few new songs during the set but it was mostly “Hot Fuss”.

I’ll be going to Lollapalooza in Chicago this year and they’ll be there along with the frickin’ PIXIES so that’ll rock.

After the show we bounced over to Harry’s for a bit to meet up with Scotty and his buds. Had a drink or two and headed over to Scott’s new place downtown which I hadn’t seen yet. Very cool. He’s on the 11th floor and has a great view of the city, plus the place is much roomier than I would have expected for a loft/condo type thing. Too bad they don’t allow huge black dogs, deafening music and house parties that last all night. Oh well, the suburbs have to be good for something 🙂

I’ve certainly been blogging a lot recently.