I gave it a 9, but the French judge was pretty rough…

Friday I didn’t just fall off the wagon,  I took a flying leap and did a swan dive.  It all started when I got very discouraged and depressed at work.  I was very frustrated, and decided I really needed to get away from work to keep my sanity.  So I headed over to Arby’s with a pocket full of cash and an angry buzz, and got a Steakhouse Sub combo, with a Diet Dr. Pepper, and a small jalapeno bites and mozzarella sticks.  Not good.  The rest of the weekend was pretty much the same thing.  I didn’t much care to count calories, or be good about them at all.  And now that the new week is starting, I’m feeling the guilt.  It’s a strong, powerful, fleshy guilt.  Very good for keeping myself on task.

Had a great lunch this afternoon with my best friend, Randy.  He turns 45 tomorrow.  We commiserated over chips and salsa and chicken fajitas.  It was very nice getting caught up with him.  We have been best friends since high school.  Almost all of my favorite memories from high school and for years since have been with Randy.  There is an unique short-hand that we have that is amazing to me.  He commented to me that he has wanted to respond on this blog to several of my posts, but was afraid what other people would think.  He, of course, knows that I would laughing my hind-quarters off.  So, if you see a quote that you think is rude or insensitive that I don’t condemn, know it’s from Randy.  I would expect no less of him, as I’m sure he knows I would quickly do the same to him.

I did start exercising this weekend.  Just a night walk with my wife, and it wasn’t very far, but it was very nice.  Something that I need to do more of.  It was cool and I didn’t drip with sweat at the end of the walk.  I’ve got to try to get more of that in, but with this week, it will be a little hard with rehearsals and performances all week long.

Sorry for a short post (like you all care).  Hopefully I have more to say tomorrow, but no promises.

Quote of the day:

“Probably nothing in the world arouses more false hopes than the first four hours of a diet.  ~Dan Bennett”