Sunday, July 25, 2010

Sleeping With The Fishes...

Ok Chubby Chasers...Time for round 2...

Teaser time...because of your support and efforts there are some big things on the horizon already for this blog...not ready to share today...soon...I promise...

Not to much to talk about from today...Gonna give a quick rundown of the food and talk about the exercise...

Today again I got up too late for bfast again...

For lunch I went to delectica on 38th and 3rd...Pretty delicious...I had a salad w salmon and some delicious veggies they make...their gazpacho is OFF THE HOOK!!!!

I went to lunch with The CFO...The CFO is someone I am about to reveal to the Chubby Chasers for the first time...She is the amazing and beautiful woman I am proud to call my gf...(she has to be real amazing if she is willing to put up with this blog and all of my bullshit that goes along with it)...

I will refer to her as The CFO for several reasons:

1. She loves to count...seriously...when she is alone and bored she starts at the number 1 and just works her way up...she still refuses to tell me what her high score is....

2. She is 100% the bread winner in this relationship...my face (def not the gut) might be the money maker....but she brings home the turkey bacon and low fat cheddar...

3. She is a CPA

4. I am 100% convinced one day she will be The CFO of a fortune 500 company...The determination she has in her career is something I have never seen and aspire to have myself...If I have 1% of that dedication to the workout plan This Fat Fuck is on the road to MAJOR SUCCESS!!!!

After lunch we walked around the city...roughly 2 miles or so....This did not help for the run...something else I have not mentioned to the chasers yet is I have major grundular issues...No matter how far the distance or the time of year...when I start to walk my grundle BURNS...badly...the longer distance the more it burns...Today it felt like an arsonist broke into my shorts and lit my inner thighs on fire...(this is not a random thought it will come into play in a minute)....

We got home and I got ready for the run...I was real nervous about today's...My fit roommate was home in dirty jerz and so I was on my own...I was very sacred that I would not be able to handle running on my own yet...I felt that the only way I was getting through the runs (actual running not shitting) was from his motivation...even if I did and continue to wish death on him and various diseases....

I dug deep ball powdered up and hit the road...today I ran down the FDR by the water...It was a pretty nice run...FUCK THE DOG PARK THIS IS WHERE THE BITCHES ARE AT...(I can look... no desire to touch...The CFO is one fine piece of ass)...The amount of talent that ran by was enough to keep me going...There is something about a hot chick running past you that makes you keep running...for some reason if I stop in front of that chick suddenly I look like the bitch...

As I started the run I planned to go to about 14th street turn around and get back as quick as fucking possible...because as you know RUNNING BLOWS!!!!....As I am busting ass down the river I still have dick up my ass legs and now the grundle from hell....THIS FEELS FANTASTIC!!!

I see 14th street in my sight and for some reason I said MAN UP...I kept moving and before I knew it I HIT HOUSTON (non NYCers its pronounced HOUSETON... also for you non NYCers this turned my run into roughly 4miles instead of 2!!!!)...As I hit Houston and realized what stupid move I had just made I thought there is no fucking way I am making it home what am I gonna do....With all the burning going on below the belt the only thing I wanted to do was through myself into the river and go sleeping with the fishes...BIG TIME....

For a Fat Fuck like myself motivating is one of the hardest things to do...Losing weight and working out is all about motivating ones self and in order to get to the desired weight you need to not just motivate yourself to start but every little thing you do requires motivation...from taking the stairs, to working out, to even not eating the mac and cheese at dinner when The CFO was...(I had chicken and beans)...Motivating is exhausting and it is very easy to lose...So to all of us tubs of lard...every day you go out there and motivate yourself I commend you for it and could not be prouder cause nobody knows what that is like more than me...

So for the fact that I was able to not only motivate my way to Houston but then to have the motivation not to walk back but run (still some stopping and walking mixed in) as well was HUGE...I cannot overstate that it was FUCKING HUGE....And today I was able to do this ON MY OWN without the fit roommates help...This is a big deal to me and I really cannot express the joy in my heart about it right now....

It is getting late so that clearly means it is time for me to get into bed and think about farm animals...

O yea Fresh Direct showed up with dick loads of Quinoa...life is good...

Tomorrow night the Givers and Takers taken the field for the first playoff game...I would say wish us look but when you are as good as us you do not need it...

Until tomorrow...eat some mac and cheese with TONS OF CHEDDAR AND GOUDA for This Fat Fuck...

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