You know when you are trying to watch what you eat it
seems like the universe conspires against you.
While on my normal commute what do I see? A giant billboard advertising Wendy’s new
hamburger with at pretzel bun. It looks
delicious. You know you’re fat for a
reason when you see a picture of a hamburger and you wind up thinking about it
off and on throughout the day. It’s
enough to make me want to write a letter:
Dear Wendy’s
I am trying to lose weight and get in shape and it seems
that you have no interest in helping me.
Why else you decide to come out with a delicious looking new hamburger
at that particular moment in time. Do
you have my house and phone bugged?
From the evidence I have before me you knew what I was
doing and you have blatantly set out to sabotage my efforts. I must inform you that it won’t work. For now, I am resisting the temptation and
plan on not eating your hamburger. As
for the source of the temptation I am going to have to respectfully ask that
you take down your billboard.
Sincerely,
Matt
The next thing I feel compelled to share is the Weight
Watchers lady. There is a Weight
Watchers next to my grocery store. As I
am pulling into the parking lot I see one of their clients leaving. She gets in her car and drives 200 feet
closer to the store where she re-parks in the same parking lot, gets out, and
walks into the store. I thought to
myself, it’s not Weight Watchers you need maybe it is a little exercise.
As I am checking out she gets behind me and starts
unloading her cart. I saw the following
items:
A frozen pizza
Two bags of chips
A twelve pack of diet coke
A tub of ice cream
It blew my mind because there is no way she has the
points for that. (If you have ever been
on Weight Watcher you know what I mean) I
can only hope she was shopping for someone else, but to be honest you never
know.
As people we do all kinds of crazy things that we know we
shouldn’t. Why? I don’t know.
I personally am an emotional eater and a stress eater. If I get worked up or stressed about
something fruit tastes awful. What I
need is a big piece of cake. I mean,
come on, you know how much I love cake.
A big slice of cake would be the perfect desert to Wendy’s new pretzel
burger. Now I am thinking about cake.
I thought about both the pretzel burgers and cake as I
mowed my lawn today. That is what I did
for exercise. Both the front and back
yard and as a bonus I jumped on my scales before I mowed the lawn and
after. I lost over two pounds pushing my
mower.
Daily recap:
Matt: 1hour 45 minutes mowing the lawn
Kelly: TBD
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