I was gonna’ get skinny for the summer.
Back in December I made some predictions because that’s what you do in December. One of those predictions was this little gem:
The Trump family will be unmasked, Scooby-Doo style, as the real life Lannister. You know what I’m talking about. You know.
Unfortunately this hasn’t happened yet. Also, there’s a typo in there and it has bugged me for five months but I’m not going to change it here because I’ve kind of committed to it at this point.
In that list of amazing predicitons, I included this, which is why we’re here today:
I was doing well. Down almost seven pounds. And then Spring Break rolled into Easter and, well, food and laziness settled in. Last week I thought, “You know, May 1 seems like a good time to restart everything.”
Monday rolled around I got back on the horse. Ate my yogurt for breakfast. A nice wrap for lunch. Another wrap for dinner because I was lazy and my wife was at the gym. I did go to yoga to get a good stretch on. At the end of the night, I was under my calorie goal for the day! 1-day streak! What a great start to this whole May Resolution thing!
Then came Tuesday and I was off to another great start. More yogurt for breakfast. Another wrap for lunch. 2-day streak here I come. That’s when I had to make a quick trip to the farmer’s market for groceries. This, in and of itself, is not a bad thing. The problem is that one of the best bakeries in the world is two store-fronts down and really, why pass up an opportunity to get dessert?
Dessert, in this case, was a peanut-butter cheesecake square that was more rectangle-sent-from-the-gods than square. I didn’t bother logging it. I mean, losing a 1-day streak isn’t a big deal. That’s an easy one streak to catch back up with.
So I started over again on Wednesday. Yogurt for breakfast. A wrap for lunch. You…