Worn Out-- Sponsored by the Number 10
The story of my life, eh? Always worn out.
I trade my obsession of cycling for working and running around it seems.
In the past 3 weeks I've logged two 14-hour days and one 17-hour day. And those are so different than working an extra hour or two each day of the week. They are like a ton of bricks falling on you. I wish I would have had days that long when I was a contract employee. I could have pulled out a wad of Benjamins and easily purchased my big screen TV and some chocolates and flowers for LP.
Well, I say I'm running around a bunch, but it must not be too much. I jumped on the scale yesterday to find that there's 10 more pounds of me to love. I'm living the American dream-- fat and happy.
I trade my obsession of cycling for working and running around it seems.
In the past 3 weeks I've logged two 14-hour days and one 17-hour day. And those are so different than working an extra hour or two each day of the week. They are like a ton of bricks falling on you. I wish I would have had days that long when I was a contract employee. I could have pulled out a wad of Benjamins and easily purchased my big screen TV and some chocolates and flowers for LP.
Well, I say I'm running around a bunch, but it must not be too much. I jumped on the scale yesterday to find that there's 10 more pounds of me to love. I'm living the American dream-- fat and happy.
posted by Gary Z at
6:35 AM
1 Comments:
Word to the wise- don't let the weight get too out of control, or you'll end up like me: getting up at 5am to work out and starving yourself just to get in your "fat clothes."
JMM
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