Oct 16
2005
Tony| Category: General, EAT |
After seven weeks of ups and downs, after today’s “official” weigh-in, I am 45% towards my (first) goal. I have won the weigh-ins for the the last two, and all I have to say is this: I may miss wings and cheese fries, but I feel better about myself. I also like the fact that I’m not beating myself up over it too much– I make my workout schedule at the beginning of the week, and I stick to it.
Do I want to roll around in a pile of cheese fries? Yes, yes I do. Preferrably White Horse Cheese Fries, with Ranch in a Bottle.
I’m a little bit naughty everyday. I have something to keep me on feeling like I can eat like a human. Some startling statistics:
I have not eaten McDonald’s, or any other fast food (save Subway and Jimmy John’s; I had a salad at Portillo’s, A SALAD!) since Labor Day.
TLEMK and I are eating in. We’re cooking a lot, and I feel full at home. This is also saving money, and not wasting the food in the fridge.
I’ve brought my lunch to school everyday, and eaten it, except for the day we went to Portillo’s (for muthatruckin’ SALAD!!)
Now, camping was a setback, and I haven’t had time to workout this week as much as I’ve wanted. But, I still managed to get in three workouts, including today’s workout and 12 holes of golf (Walking. For the record, I still suck at golf.) This week will be a challenge as well (two meetings and grad school) but I’m getting into a routine. I will keep at it. I hope that I make it by Thanksgiving, because the holiday season is going to be an extra challenge. Thanks for letting me talk, Internet. I promise to return to funny soon.
(What if I’ve already peaked as funny? What if this is as funny as I get? 
The horror, the horror.)
Goodnight.
Oct 16
2005
Tony| Category: General, Entertainment Tonight |
As Belle already mentioned, Great America during Fright Fest is certainly a challenge in all aspects. Don’t get me wrong, I mean, 3 rides in 7.5 hours is great and all , but I have a season pass so it didn’t bother me as much as it would, say, someone who had to walk up and buy tickets. And wait in the line for tickets! And then wait in the line to get into the park! And, then, if you’re the XX, the line for the bathroom!
Only then, friends, can you then get in line and wait for three hours for Superman. Please don’t innundate me with comments that I don’t have to wait in the line, but when you expect two hours, and suddenly you’re committed, it’s hard to walk out of line, knowing that you’re going to have to wait in another line for at least as long as you’ve been waiting in this current line.
Whew. It makes me tired just thinking about it.
I didn’t see the sign that Belle mentioned about telling people to stay away, but since we got there at 3:00, and they were out of regular parking (we parked on the street, behind the Eagle… another one of the rides we actually WENT on) I can totally believe it said “Stay Away.”
It’s a shame, because Fright Fest is really neat. The people that wander around is scary costumes do a great job of sneaking up on unsuspecting teenage girls, and scaring the bejesus out of them. Of course, I’m not mentioning the fact that the three ladies I was with were pretty much scared the entire time, looking over their shoulder for the next Buffy-esques vampire to come lurking. The make-up looks like it took hours, and the drama-queen wannabes do a terrific job of staying in character. And when it gets dark, even burly men like me are keeping an eye out. However, I had nothing to worry about, because there were so many people in the crowds that the people dressed up were hard to find, and certainly not looking for me to scare.
Anyway, Great America on Fright Fest on a beautiful fall afternoon; not so great. Maybe a Friday or a Sunday would be better. I know that I’ll wait ’til next year to find out.
