Hell has frozen over ...
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hiddenmuseso get your tickets for the first hockey game in Hades - as well as the Metallica catalog on iTunes - while you can!
Yes, the band that bitched and whined about file-sharing via Napster (and alienated about 75% of their fan base in the process), has finally given in and decided to let the remaining fan base buy their music on iTunes. I like it, because as much as I liked Garage, Inc. - there were only a few songs that I liked. So, it's nice to be able to go onto iTunes, pick and choose the songs that I want - and leave the rest behind. :-)
I didn't mention it, but I am doing the South Beach Diet (dba "South Bitch Diet"), going into Week 2. The first week was insane - considering that you're asked to give up sugar, caffeine (limiting it to 1 or 2 caffeinated drinks per day), starches and fruits in the first phase. I know that the objective is to help you obliterate cravings for sweets and starches, but good lord, Kellie and I were not exactly polite around each other last week.
My problem with diets (lifestyle modification, whatever you want to call it) is that I tend to go in with that horrific "All or Nothing" attitude that fucks *everyone* up, every time. The attitude that if I don't do it right, if I screw up something - then I'm a bad person, and I should just give up, since I obviously can't do this. Or, I do it because I'm going into it to support someone else in their pursuit. Or, the doctor almost coerces me into it - which doesn't really work on me.
This time, yes, there was some persuasion from the doctor - being threatened with the possibility of a stroke in your future due to your blood pressure, or diabetes from the weight can do that. Also, seeing how my pants size was gradually creeping upwards, and the shirt sizes were going up, to accomodate the "Hi Helens" (the part of the upper arm that still waves long after I've stopped waving) and stomach - the times I'd want to just cry when I'd try clothes on, finding out that I had to get the biggest size available in a top. That is the worst feeling, ever.
Anyways - back to SouthBitch Beach. The first week was such hell. I am giving up my beloved Coca-Cola, the once-a-week Egg McMuffin at breakfast, bagels at the office, and for the first couple of days, I was okay. Granted, I was sitting at my desk, thinking about Cookie Crisp Cereal the first day, but it wasn't like later in the week, when I was about ready to kill for food beyond salads with chicken or fish of some variety, and eggs of some iteration. I wanted sweets - wanted to raid the candy jar in the commercial department. Kellie was my moral support, any time that I would e-mail or call, bitching about a craving for something utterly forbidden - she'd talk me down from the ledge (so to speak), and help me regain my sanity.
Although, I will confess that the other night, we'd gone out for dinner at Pasta Pomodoro, and were mostly "on plan". Sure, there were some minor deviations (red wine and an Italian soda, as well as some bread {!!!} with olive oil & pesto), but if nothing else, it helped us get a grip on sanity (and reality). Also, it kept us from giving in to the siren song of the theater concession stand (just water for us, thanks). So, the next day, at weigh-in ... I'd lost almost 3.5 lbs. Yay!
Ken Jennings is quite witty - although he's been getting grief for slagging on Jeopardy! in his blog. Check out his letter to Jeopardy!, and see for yourself: Dear Jeopardy!. Also, this is his response to the grief: Yes, nerds have a sense of humor. Hell, just check out the blog - it's a pretty decent read, and it's always fun when Mormons swear - even if it's just "damn". (When Mormons Swear - sounds like a really bad FOX TV show, eh?)
That's all that's going for now ... more later!
Yes, the band that bitched and whined about file-sharing via Napster (and alienated about 75% of their fan base in the process), has finally given in and decided to let the remaining fan base buy their music on iTunes. I like it, because as much as I liked Garage, Inc. - there were only a few songs that I liked. So, it's nice to be able to go onto iTunes, pick and choose the songs that I want - and leave the rest behind. :-)
I didn't mention it, but I am doing the South Beach Diet (dba "South Bitch Diet"), going into Week 2. The first week was insane - considering that you're asked to give up sugar, caffeine (limiting it to 1 or 2 caffeinated drinks per day), starches and fruits in the first phase. I know that the objective is to help you obliterate cravings for sweets and starches, but good lord, Kellie and I were not exactly polite around each other last week.
My problem with diets (lifestyle modification, whatever you want to call it) is that I tend to go in with that horrific "All or Nothing" attitude that fucks *everyone* up, every time. The attitude that if I don't do it right, if I screw up something - then I'm a bad person, and I should just give up, since I obviously can't do this. Or, I do it because I'm going into it to support someone else in their pursuit. Or, the doctor almost coerces me into it - which doesn't really work on me.
This time, yes, there was some persuasion from the doctor - being threatened with the possibility of a stroke in your future due to your blood pressure, or diabetes from the weight can do that. Also, seeing how my pants size was gradually creeping upwards, and the shirt sizes were going up, to accomodate the "Hi Helens" (the part of the upper arm that still waves long after I've stopped waving) and stomach - the times I'd want to just cry when I'd try clothes on, finding out that I had to get the biggest size available in a top. That is the worst feeling, ever.
Anyways - back to South
Although, I will confess that the other night, we'd gone out for dinner at Pasta Pomodoro, and were mostly "on plan". Sure, there were some minor deviations (red wine and an Italian soda, as well as some bread {!!!} with olive oil & pesto), but if nothing else, it helped us get a grip on sanity (and reality). Also, it kept us from giving in to the siren song of the theater concession stand (just water for us, thanks). So, the next day, at weigh-in ... I'd lost almost 3.5 lbs. Yay!
Ken Jennings is quite witty - although he's been getting grief for slagging on Jeopardy! in his blog. Check out his letter to Jeopardy!, and see for yourself: Dear Jeopardy!. Also, this is his response to the grief: Yes, nerds have a sense of humor. Hell, just check out the blog - it's a pretty decent read, and it's always fun when Mormons swear - even if it's just "damn". (When Mormons Swear - sounds like a really bad FOX TV show, eh?)
That's all that's going for now ... more later!
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Date: 2006-07-26 10:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-26 02:47 pm (UTC)As for the "Hi Helens", that actually came from someone else - and the description was (unfortunately) applicable in my situation as well! Plus, it sounds *much better* than "bat wings". ;)
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Date: 2006-07-26 03:13 pm (UTC)congrats on your SBD (no, not silent but deadly) success!