1 Month on Atkins...
Its one month into this diet, and I'm feelin good. I walk at least 3 times a week, (1.6 miles each) but most of the time, I walk 4 times a week. This week's been rainy, but I still went Monday. Speaking of Monday, I learned a very valuable lesson Monday morning. When taking vitamins, make certain to eat something first. I had no breakfast, and just water, when I was driving to work, on High St. and just beginning to approach to the lights at Rt. 109, when my stomach rejected my multivitamin...at 35 mph...all over the car behind me. I looked like I drank IPECAC. It was horrific, so I went home and got changed into cleaner clothes.
Other than that one bad thing, everything's been going relatively smooth. This past weekend, was my first experience at a bar, being on Atkins. It wasn't tough. I ordered the Artie Lang special, Jack/Water. The first drink was surprising weak, I assumed they saw my small frame and didn't want me to get all "Dick Gone Wild." But, all in all, it helped me adjust to the taste of the Jack/Water, which is, without a doubt, an acquired taste. The 2nd drink was a bit stronger, but the taste went from great, to crap as I watched the Celtics lose to the Hawks in game 3. I will be ordering more of those Jack/Waters whenever I hit the bar scene.
Last night, (Tuesday evening,) I went to the local video game retailer, and purchased a game called "Grand Theft Auto 4...or GTA4." Put it this way, I fell asleep with the controller in my hand, and a smile on my face. If Halo is the video game equivalent of having sex, then GTA4 is the video game equivalent of having a 4-way, then treating them hookers like you're Patrick F'n Bateman. I went online, was alive for about 1 minute before getting gunned down trying to steal a Hummer. Did you hear me? I got GUNNED DOWN TRYING TO STEAL A HUMMER! Take that Mario! "Hey-a Louigi, it looksa like we're-a coupla homos." Regardless, this game is fantastic, with over 200 songs on the radio stations, a TV in your apartment with hours of original programs, to the internet, (which I haven't even come across yet) with 100 spoof websites. Little mini games, like pool, bowling, darts, and random video games you find in strip clubs and other locations which I haven't unlocked yet. Thank god I go for my walks at lunch time, or else I'd be skipping them for the next couple weeks to play this game. The diet's good, the game's great.
And on the wedding tip, Angela and I were planning on driving down to Florida the week immediately following our wedding. I spoke to my boss about this, and he noted to me that my company will be holding a meeting down in Orlando at the time of our honeymoon. He continued and told me that if I were to work one day down in Orlando, meeting our partners, and members and such...just hobnobbing, that he'd give Angela and I a suite for at least a few days, on my company's bill, at the Hilton Disney. Which is located INSIDE of Disney World. (I've never been to Disney, my parents were too concerned with cigarettes and motorcycles...it happens) This should make for a great start off of the honeymoon.
But as for everything else, there's not much to update you about on the diet front. My waist is shrinking a bit, (I can tell because of my belt placement) and my upper body is shrinking. (I can tell because that Cobra shirt Bouff got me for my burfdae isn't as snug as before.)
Oh, and on a quick note, my big boss (big literally and figuratively, 6'7" and president/ceo) walked in and saw me for the first time in a few weeks. He walked up and I thought he'd mention something about my weight being down or something. But nope...his words were "Man...that beard is grown to biblical proportions." It doesn't bother me that he didn't say anything about my weight, all I can assume is that I've shrunk so much, that my beard looks incredibly large. That's all from this end this week. Hopefully I can update you more on my diet, when I have something other than 3 slices of chicken breast on lettuce leaves with feta for every single lunch. Till then, this is Dick saying, get GTA4 or re-live it in real life. Either way, kill a hooker!
Other than that one bad thing, everything's been going relatively smooth. This past weekend, was my first experience at a bar, being on Atkins. It wasn't tough. I ordered the Artie Lang special, Jack/Water. The first drink was surprising weak, I assumed they saw my small frame and didn't want me to get all "Dick Gone Wild." But, all in all, it helped me adjust to the taste of the Jack/Water, which is, without a doubt, an acquired taste. The 2nd drink was a bit stronger, but the taste went from great, to crap as I watched the Celtics lose to the Hawks in game 3. I will be ordering more of those Jack/Waters whenever I hit the bar scene.
Last night, (Tuesday evening,) I went to the local video game retailer, and purchased a game called "Grand Theft Auto 4...or GTA4." Put it this way, I fell asleep with the controller in my hand, and a smile on my face. If Halo is the video game equivalent of having sex, then GTA4 is the video game equivalent of having a 4-way, then treating them hookers like you're Patrick F'n Bateman. I went online, was alive for about 1 minute before getting gunned down trying to steal a Hummer. Did you hear me? I got GUNNED DOWN TRYING TO STEAL A HUMMER! Take that Mario! "Hey-a Louigi, it looksa like we're-a coupla homos." Regardless, this game is fantastic, with over 200 songs on the radio stations, a TV in your apartment with hours of original programs, to the internet, (which I haven't even come across yet) with 100 spoof websites. Little mini games, like pool, bowling, darts, and random video games you find in strip clubs and other locations which I haven't unlocked yet. Thank god I go for my walks at lunch time, or else I'd be skipping them for the next couple weeks to play this game. The diet's good, the game's great.
And on the wedding tip, Angela and I were planning on driving down to Florida the week immediately following our wedding. I spoke to my boss about this, and he noted to me that my company will be holding a meeting down in Orlando at the time of our honeymoon. He continued and told me that if I were to work one day down in Orlando, meeting our partners, and members and such...just hobnobbing, that he'd give Angela and I a suite for at least a few days, on my company's bill, at the Hilton Disney. Which is located INSIDE of Disney World. (I've never been to Disney, my parents were too concerned with cigarettes and motorcycles...it happens) This should make for a great start off of the honeymoon.
But as for everything else, there's not much to update you about on the diet front. My waist is shrinking a bit, (I can tell because of my belt placement) and my upper body is shrinking. (I can tell because that Cobra shirt Bouff got me for my burfdae isn't as snug as before.)
Oh, and on a quick note, my big boss (big literally and figuratively, 6'7" and president/ceo) walked in and saw me for the first time in a few weeks. He walked up and I thought he'd mention something about my weight being down or something. But nope...his words were "Man...that beard is grown to biblical proportions." It doesn't bother me that he didn't say anything about my weight, all I can assume is that I've shrunk so much, that my beard looks incredibly large. That's all from this end this week. Hopefully I can update you more on my diet, when I have something other than 3 slices of chicken breast on lettuce leaves with feta for every single lunch. Till then, this is Dick saying, get GTA4 or re-live it in real life. Either way, kill a hooker!
