Puttin' On A Few

Yeah, if you look at the Weight Loss Ticker above you will see that I am going the wrong way. Dealing with depression, a horrible cold and out and out laziness I've managed to gain a few pounds. Well, my cardiologist assures me that this is a good way to find myself in a coffin.

According to a chart she (the doctor) gave me, I should be somewhere around 170 pounds. Um, even when I was skinny as a rail I wasn't 170 pounds. So, I'm still shooting for 185. I think it's doable and a worthy goal. But I don't know if I can hack it. I received a jar of Hershey Kisses last night and I managed to eat about 20 of the little fuckers when I got home from work this evening. I threw the rest away.

I like eating. Eating is what I do better than anything else. I'm not fat. I'm a bit overweight. But I'm hardly where I need to be. To get there will take patience and determination. And maybe, just maybe, I'll learn a little something about myself. Or I'll die of boredom. I wouldn't doubt the boredom thing.