Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Regrets, I’ve had a few…

As I sit here, hungry, waiting for my Outlook to restart and check for non-existent problems for a perpetual period of 7 minutes that really is 70 minutes of billable time, I cannot help but think about how crappy I eat when I am not on a diet.

And then, when I am exercising and trying to follow Weight Watchers or starve, one in the same, I do not think about the junk that I consumed just last week.  The crappy leftovers from the plates of my children.  The mediocre take out.  The large bag of Famous Amos cookies from Costco that I finished off because the kids didn’t like it. 

I am completely focused on a loaf of hot crusty French bread, a wheel of brie cheese, and a bottle of Merlot.  I can’t think of anything else.  I can even smell it if I try hard enough.  Why didn’t I eat that instead of all the cookies and the nuggets, and the ice cream, and the “anything that has butter on it or in it”.  Why did I eat such shit when there are so many better ways to get fat?

I want to get fat My Way next time.

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