"Don't Think, Meat...

It can only hurt the ball club."

Yes, these were the sage words of advice given to Ebby Calvin "Nuke" LaLoosh by his mentor, one "Crash" Davis...

Advice I need to take myself... I am over thinking this WL shit. I'm all in my head, consumed by the enormity of the poundage one day and certain I will starve to death without an emergency cheeseburger the next. I just seem to be all wrapped up in the big picture shit and forgetting to just do it. Don't think, just make it automatic, meat!

Lately, even my blog has been a burden... Daily updates have become a chore instead of an outlet. So, while I get my shit on auto, I will be posting less often. Don't worry I'll still be doing my weekly weigh-ins just not checking in daily, until I feel like it, so there...

Secret Telling Wednesday...

Another week another secret... This time let's try the sexstastic kinda secret shall we? Where is the craziest place you ever hit that shit(or got your shit hit as it were)

Me first, On the 50 yard line of my high school football field...



PS I will not accept as an answer "In the butt, Bob"

High Prices...

I haven't posted in a while... those that know me, know this is rarely a good sign... I have been busy... and I confess throwing a bit of a WL tantrum. I am sure this shocks no one.

Saturday I went to a crappy restaurant, followed by a great bar to watch a shitty band suck, followed by a drunken burrito as big as my head... Woke up hung over Sunday had a greasy breakfast and headed to the Circus where I actually paid $45 for 3 snow cone/slushy thingies...

The prices were shocking, high and unfair. But I paid them. The price for my lack of focus this week. For thumbing my nose at the scale and mooning the entire WL effort was high.

Tap, tap, tap... 316.0 up 7 pounds of dumbass. Seems I am right back where I started...

It's Friday...

No deep thoughts or shallow ones for that matter... Glad this long assed week is behind a muthafuckah...







Seacrest out!

The Waiting Place...

Lately, it seems, I'm waiting for everything. Or maybe it just feels that way...

Waiting for my work to settle down...

Waiting for those around me to unfuck themselves...

Waiting for the new hotness from BlackBerry(9700)...

Waiting for my pinkie toe to fall back into line...

Waiting for the scale to catch up...

Waiting for Santa...


Yeah it's just that kind of week. Not slow, just long. Not sure if it's the colder weather or the earlier sundown that has me all pensive.

Loved your secrets yesterday... They were all awesome but Tantra Flower's was the best of the bunch, natch... A little raunch goes a long way with me, this is known!

Back on the treadmill tonight after a one day sabbatical then finish off the evening with the last of the latest batch of TJ's soup.

'Cause I'm exciting like that!

Secrets Wednesday...

OK so I thought we might try this again... loved the secrets you guys sent in but thought they just scratched the surface... let's go deeper... what embarrassing secrets do you have...

One of mine is my taste in music... some have called it elevator musak... some easy listening... the missus likes tell people I have the musical taste of a teenage girl growing up in the seventies...

Here are some of my favorites... I know all the words... you decide!

Blast Off?!?! More Like Fuck Off...

...2!

I love working through the pain of injury and getting my sweat in... It feels normal, right, now...

...1!

Love being the only one awake for the early morning, WI day workout. Finishing up a really good fitness week. I felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment. Drenched in sticktoitiveness! And got to watch the end of a DVR'ed MNF game...

So I marched upstairs to check the scale. Confident in my week. Tap Tap Tap, oh and Blast OFF!

309.0 up 0.2lbs. Yeah, the fitness king gained. Not OK. I mean not giving your all or binging like a madman then seeing a gain is one thing. Those I can shake off and tell myself that I had more effort to give...

This last week I gave it my best shot... Counted everything, sweat more than I have in a long while, drank tons of water and GAINED! Shocked and scared...

I know in my head one week is just that, one week. And that weight loss is far from a straight line progression. But a GAIN?


I leave you with another launch that didn't go so well...