Goal #1 Met

It's a happy day in The Land o' Lard today! It took 3 weeks of sweating (and swearing), as well as paying meticulous attention to what I ate, but as of this morning I am down 10 pounds from my starting weight. Not bad, considering today I feel like a bloated blob of flesh.

This morning, right on schedule, my eyes flew open at 7:17 AM. What. The actual. Fuck. It's like my brain has a goddamned smart alarm. Is there something I should be doing by 8 AM that I am missing out on? If there is, I am drawing a blank on what it could be. Anyway, I may have opened my eyes in the sevens, but my feet never touched the floor until ten to nine.

The best part about this diet's layout is alternating proteins at meal times so you don't feel like you're in a hellish diet rut. Yesterday's paltry yogurt and apple really made me appreciate today's omelet and strawberries, I guarantee it. It was delicious, and altogether was only 216 calories.

Spinach and Mushrooms and Cheddar, oh my!

We haven't gone to the gym yet today, but I intend to get off my ass as soon as this episode of Law & Order: Special Victim's Unit is over. On the menu tonight is turkey meatloaf with a side of "people coming over and probably drinking all the liquor", so I need the exercise in advance of doing something foolish. Should be a good night!

Happy Friday, folks.