I've never been a fan of crazy diets. I tried slim fast for a while, but that was pretty expensive. And not very filling. But it did have a level of excitement and anticipation that folks don't usually expect from a diet.
I have a friend who tried this one diet he actually found here on blogger about losing 20lbs in 30 days. This kid stayed on the diet for maybe about 7 months (he may still be on it I'm not sure) and he lost 100lbs. How crazy right?
I actually tried the diet back in June. I lost 20lbs in a month...it was fucking crazy...But my girlfriend found it monotonous and I got tired of cooking for every meal of the damn day.
Fast-Forward 6 months later, we are starting the diet tomorrow. Lol...I'm back at it again. This time with the determination of a fucking Olympian lol...I'm sick of complaining about the outcome, but never doing anything to change it. So its on guys. I went to the grocery store and got everything I need for this venture. If you want more info about it check it out here http://www.fourhourworkweek.com/blog/2007/04/06/how-to-lose-20-lbs-of-fat-in-30-days-without-doing-any-exercise/
Peace and Bleassing
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
One Month
Did I learn the dance moves to single ladies...nope...did I exercise...nope...did I attempt to change my eating habits...nope...
Was my vacation or this last month productive in any way, shape, form, or fashion...you be the judge...
The only good thing that came out of this last month is that I realized I overeat...a lot. And for no apparent reason other than I'm a fat ass that can't say no. Case in point. I went to Tijuana Flats last night and ordered steak flautas (sp?). Got home and realized they gave me chicken...Went back to Tijuana flats to correct the order...and while I waited I order a chicken quesadilla... Why? When I got home I inhaled the food. I attempted to eat the quesadilla, and trust me. I tried. But I felt like I was going to puke all over myself. So I gave the rest of it to my roommate.
But why did I do that in the first place. I don't eat because I'm stressed. I don't eat because I'm depressed. I eat because I can. So I've decided to go to OA (overeaters anonymous). Maybe there I can figure out why I do what I do. I don't want to be like one of those people I see on discovery health that have to be lifted out there house with a crane. Walking the walk and talking the talk are two different things. But maybe with OA I can find the support I need and the motivation to get my fat ass from in front of the computer and in the gym.
Progress is a slow process...no shit!
Was my vacation or this last month productive in any way, shape, form, or fashion...you be the judge...
The only good thing that came out of this last month is that I realized I overeat...a lot. And for no apparent reason other than I'm a fat ass that can't say no. Case in point. I went to Tijuana Flats last night and ordered steak flautas (sp?). Got home and realized they gave me chicken...Went back to Tijuana flats to correct the order...and while I waited I order a chicken quesadilla... Why? When I got home I inhaled the food. I attempted to eat the quesadilla, and trust me. I tried. But I felt like I was going to puke all over myself. So I gave the rest of it to my roommate.
But why did I do that in the first place. I don't eat because I'm stressed. I don't eat because I'm depressed. I eat because I can. So I've decided to go to OA (overeaters anonymous). Maybe there I can figure out why I do what I do. I don't want to be like one of those people I see on discovery health that have to be lifted out there house with a crane. Walking the walk and talking the talk are two different things. But maybe with OA I can find the support I need and the motivation to get my fat ass from in front of the computer and in the gym.
Progress is a slow process...no shit!
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