Monday, August 9, 2010

The last laugh...

What's going on Chubby Chasers...

I got a great tip from a member of Chubby Nation and thought I would share...

At my office, we have free snacks, including the Nature Valley peanut bars. I was eating them almost every day, but recently switched over to Kashi TLC Honey Almond Flax bars which have more fiber and protein, but are lower on calories, sugar, and fat and tastes the same as the other granola bar.

Please keep the tips coming Chubby Chasers...As you share so will I...

Now time for a quick update about today...as I wait for my fresh direct and more Quinoa!

Bfast was oatmeal...very think today...well done caf...

snack a banana...

Lunch...Some grilled chicken and veggies...it was a special the caf was doing...2 decent meals in one day...UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE...this only means either the rest of the week is gonna suck balls or I am gonna come down w horrific food poisoning...AWESOME!

Snack I went with the granola bar

The train home was a little eventful...I ended up sitting next to these slamming chicks who were on their way into the city...Had to still be in college or just out...This is always the best...Anytime there are young chicks heading in the train 1. I always try to set next to them and 2. they are always pounding booze and always love to chat...This is way better than the look at me in disgust and not wanting to sit with me...The only problem is they offered me a slice of pizza they were eating (my initial thought was putting the slice bw their knockers and motorboating the shit out of them...food and titties at once...what could be better)...I said no...they offered again...I said no...they offered again...this went on for like 5 minutes...finally I fessed up and told them I am a fat fuck with a blog...that abruptly ended our conversation...Creeping bitches out since 84!....

Another awesome thing about a crowded train is there are people everywhere...As I was talking to the fine ass hos I turned to get my phone out of my pocket...there was a gentleman standing with his ass hanging over my seat...suddenly my face got very friendly with his crack...and just as I think it could not get worse he backed up even further while my face was still there...I was now literally eating asshole...I LOVE METRO NORTH!!!!

Got home and met my friend and former roommate Ben Franklin (another dead ringer) to go running...I laced up my new shoes put on some body glide and we hit the drive...I FUCKING KICKED ASS...I ran more than normal...ran for longer periods of time...started out further than normal...we booked it all the way to the Williamsburg Bridge and back...This was a huge fucking accomplishment for me...The first day I went running down the river I got to about 10th street with more walking then running and said to myself one day I will get to the bridge..TODAY WAS THE DAY!!!...I started to tear up thinking how far I have come in 3 weeks with my running...I owe a lot of it to Papa Smurf...He helped me find the right shoes and got me body glide (looks like deodorant and you lather up your thighs...shits a godsend)...I have never felt better on the road...Calves burned in the beginning but I fought through it...Do not get me wrong I FUCKING HATE RUNNING...nice to know though I am doing a little better...And yes on the way home I thought about hoping over the guard rail and playing froger across the street...only my intention would have been to lose...

Got home had a small steak, string beans, and a little bit of my best friend Quinoa...(in case you are wondering I capitalize the Q because its that awesome)...

So yesterday I talked about how the crabs did not defeat us...I SPOKE TO FUCKING SOON...I spent the majority of my morning running back and forth to the bowl...One time was an actual full out sprint with a photo finish...Including all the stalls being taken so I had to run down a flight and use the 5th floor shitters....FUN TIMES AT THE OFFICE...That will teach me to tell the crabs I won...forgot about the morning after factor...I Blow...

On that note time to shower up...eat some warm apple pie...for This Fat Fuck...(and eat the pie do not go American Pie the movie on me you sick fucks...

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