So I realize that bikini season is right around the corner and, um, I haven't been to the gym in about 100 days. I'm not obsessed about weight, but the little things like the way my arm wiggles a certain way or the way my pants are showin' my junk a little more have convinced me to at least keep track of what I'm eating so that I can spot some problem areas. I have jumped on the Fitday bandwagon and, oh my, it is interesting.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present Exhibit A:
My first thought was that I just might have what it takes to get into sumo wrestling! Okay, okay, the beer was a bit much, but we had so much fun! And who can pass up the Pete's burger at the Highlander? Not I, says the biggest bear.
After seeing this I realized that I could probably do better if I made an effort. The next couple of days consisted of me not eating pure crap and drinking (ahem) moderately. It actually wasn't hard, and I now know what I can or can't have depending on what else I had during the day. So basically, I barter with myself all the time.
Exhibit B - the Barter system:
I basically had a bigger lunch for a smaller dinner, a glass of wine instead of cheese and crackers, and so on. And I pretty much barter between days, too, so I can have one fattastically gourmet day or a 3-fer at Sweetwater, and then a day like today to make up for it.
Frozen vegan enchilada anyone? Ack.
