Fits and starts

So I logged on tonight for the first time in a while, only to realize that the last post on here was over two weeks ago. Time really flies when you are enjoying the summer and dodging the odd tornado in Chicago. I guess there's not much to say but mea culpa. I've been having a hard time lately motivating for everything on a list that includes writing, working, studying, home improvement, home maintenance, basic home picking up, laundry, buying wedding gifts and maybe, just maybe, working out on a regular schedule. I think part of the delay in writing about this has been guilt over my choices in the past two weeks. I've been to the gym a couple of different times but not on a schedule that resembles a serious commitment to working out. I don't think you could even say it does a drunken impression of commitment to working out that none of its friends think is funny, like Jessica Simpson's country music "career." And as well all know, more guilt = less writing. That's why no one's heard from Ernest Hemingway in decades. What's that you say? Ernie's been gone to the Great Bullfight in the Sky for all this time? Who knew?

All of which is a roundabout way of saying that I'm disappointed in myself. I've been partially committed and half-assed quite a few things lately, and it's showing up in my school and work product. I guess one of the bright spots of my commitment ability lately is the food diary, which I've been keeping diligently. I've had to guess a few times on the value of certain meals, but I'm being honest with myself about the quality of certain meals. It's even developed a few different columns and has grown as I've had ideas for it, including workout and alcohol consumption columns so I can see all aspects of behavior affecting this little project. I know what you're thinking, "Blake! That is so exciting! Nothing like keeping a spreadsheet about your weight loss project to make the ladies all hot and bothered." What can I say? I know. Line forms to the left, ladies. No pulling hair, and no eye gouging. You'll all get a turn. But first, we have to get one thing out of the way before we sign off from this brief and unfunny update on my ineffable laziness. That's right, it's the long promised Weekly Weigh-In. No comments about the bi-weekly nature of the Weigh-In. I'm working on it. So without further adieu, the first benchmark on my way to dropping a hundred pounds. I'm sure there will be clever ways to put it as they strike my fancy, but for today, just the number. I'm watching it as closely as you guys are, believe me. Take care, and we'll be chatting soon.

The Weekly Weigh-In for August 4th, 2008: +99.4 lbs.