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Protected: Second Thirty Days Questions, Day 12

June 30, 2011

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Protected: Celebrate the times, come on!

June 27, 2011

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Protected: Day 6 Question and Answer

May 8, 2011

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Protected: Camping out

May 7, 2011

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April 28, 2011

I’m trying something new, and I doubt that a public blog is an appropriate means of sharing it. So, at least for now, further posts will be password protected. If you want to continue reading, let me know and I’ll be happy to give you the password.

Thank you for reading. I hope to keep sharing my progress with you.

Day Two Hundred Sixty-Seven

January 13, 2011

Thursday was unpleasant. I did get up at 5:00 and take my walk, but again I had that hit-in-the-head-with-a-sledgehammer feeling. I judged that if I didn’t get more sleep I might be setting myself up for illness, so I got back in bed.

It was after noon when I woke up. After noon. What the hell? Even taking into account my new early rising schedule and the zombification effect it has on me, my body needing that much sleep is unprecedented. I figure there are a few possibilities: I’ve been balancing on the knife edge between fighting off a sickness and succumbing to it for four days; my allergic reactions are affecting me much more than I realize; or I’m subconsciously ten times more terrified of my career change than I am consciously.

On the bright side, I did much better with my diet. I had plenty of bread left from last night’s batch, but I barely ate any of it. I got plenty of fruits and vegetables and kept my meals small.

October 13, 1774

January 12, 2011







Uh oh.

November 30, 2010

Zaro’s now has a chocolate cheesecake muffin.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Day One Hundred Eighty-Four

October 20, 2010

I’ve been having a hard time getting up in the mornings, which as of Monday led me to think that I was a bit depressed. That’s why I got myself out on a hike around the Colonial Greenway on Monday, and why I resumed my calisthenics today. For me, nothing cuts through the Gordian knot of the blues like getting my ass moving. It’s one case where the problem may be fixed by treating the symptoms.

I did a great job on my diet during most of the day: I ate an egg sandwich, two Zone Bars, and plenty of fiber in the form of oranges, an apple, half of a butternut squash, and some broccoli.

Then I went to hang out with my little brother, and my traditions became a bit stronger than my rules. See, getting an Italian Burger from Roberto’s has been a tradition since the day almost two years ago when I first became Khalil’s Big Brother. An Italian Burger is two hamburger patties in an Italian roll with fries right on it. We get one of those, along with a bottle of soda, and split it. I could do worse, e.g. by eating a whole Italian Burger rather than half, but I could do a lot better.

Then we made the apple pie. With the butter crust. Yum. I’m rather proud of myself for limiting myself to one medium-sized piece. I’m not so proud that my munchies persisted so strongly through the evening that, when I got home, I indulged in some chips and salsa.

Hold on…

There. I just threw the rest of that bag of chips down the garbage chute. Resisting temptation is easier if one has to go to the store to give in to it.

Anyway. Not a great day, not a horrible day… just a day on the front lines.