Birthday Party Binge Eating Hot Dog Failure

I lose all self-control at group gatherings.  My family got together with extended family to celebrate a bunch of birthdays all at once.  It turned into a hot dog eating contest: me against no one.  I just ate and ate and ate and ate dawg after dawg.

The Damage

I inhaled 4-5 hot dogs without thinking.  But those hot dogs needed friends, so I ate a small army of tater tots.  And also there was shredded pork, so I gobbled that up too.  

Then comes desert...

I ate entirely too much ice cream and cake.  Food failure.  Shame.  Disappointment, that I can't restrain myself.  But what of it?  All we can do is try again.  Get back on course.  

Weighing In

The most painful moment in this comes when I step back on the scale.  Here we find the tangible outcome of going off the rails.

I now weigh 281.6 which is an uptick from the mid 270's I had enjoyed not too long ago...

I'm upset.  I'm frustrated.  I want to be more consistent in my food choices and activities.  Emotional vomit session complete.  

Tomorrow is a new day, full of new opportunities to make healthy choices.

Fearsome Fish Oil Failures

Fish oil is great, there are benefits...go read this website because I don't want to do the work of regurgitating already good information and plagiarism isn't my style.

So good things right?!

Well fish oil isn't all that it's cracked up to be.  When the rubber meets the road there are some downsides.

Taste

Fish oil tastes like licking a dead fish that's fermented in the noonday sun.  Once you've swallowed the greasy nutrient you think it's all over...WRONG.  It keeps tasting bad.  You burp, the fish oil mocks, "Oh hello there!  Remember how bad I taste?  Yep, still taste bad.  Bye!"  And that happens as many times as you burp. 

Smell

Jazzed up from a killer workout, I feverishly poured the fish oil onto a spoon to consume...because I'm sooooooooo healhy.  In my haste I spilled fish oil all over my workout hoodie.  The repulsive fumes clung to the fabric until I was forced to trash said hoodie. 

The lesson is to be less jittery or simply take fish oil pills.  You decide.

May fish oil help you and not haunt you.

Bologna Lies

I'm full of bologna!

What a bunch of big talk about getting in shape during Coronavirus.  I'm a fraud.  A fat loss phony.

I've not worked out consistently.  Have I ever?

I console myself with the thought that no one is reading this, so I'm not REALLY doing any harm to anybody.  BUT by mistake someone could accidentally read this...and boy would they be disappointed.

I'm at 276 right now.  Will it ever change?  Will I ever change?  Will I ever get my act together?

I guess there is always tomorrow, but maybe not, who knows what could happen?

I have more questions than weight loss success right now.

Stay safe out there!