Well it’s finally happened. The one thing I said I would not do. The dreaded four letter word that I and many others completely despise must now come front and center – DIET.
No, say it isn’t so!
Well, unfortunately, I must. The last few weeks of eating my way around the Olympic Village has pushed me above the threshold of what my ideal body weight should be.
OK, full disclosure. I’ve been steadily packing on the pounds as my activity levels declined and my age level increased.
Dang the female hormone slow down and aging process. Boo and hiss to the fact that too many beers do make for a well-rounded beer belly. Poop to the fact that you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
So it begins. The harsh reality is that from here forward there are certain foods that I must cut out entirely or at the very least reduce portions or frequency.
Not Cuban food or Mexican food though. I have to draw the line somewhere.
Alas imbibing on adult spirits is something else I’ll have to keep tabs on.
Except for the weekends as they were made for sports and booze right?
I’ll need to make sure that I cut out sweets from here on out.
Unless, of course, it’s someone’s birthday or the office supplies us with cupcakes. Cupcake may be the exception.
In trying to reduce fat intake I guess I’ll have to start doing without bacon.
Yeah right! That’s not happening! Let’s be real here.
Gone will be the days of Taco Bell after a derby practice. No more late night snacks while binge watching my favorite shows on Netflix.
Done are the drinking games where you take a shot each time Donald Trump or Hillary Clinton says something stupid.
I got real drunk one night from this. That was a bad evening folks.
No more Huddle House breakfasts each time the folks come to visit.
Ugh, they ain’t going to be happy with that.
Something tells me it’s going to be a rough few months ahead. But maybe I’ll find some new foods to enjoy and share with you all.
Here’s to giving it my best.