Tuesday, good day

My conversation with my son, Tad:

Me yesterday: What did you do at school today Tad?

Tad: Math

Me this morning: Why is there a big trophy in your room Tad?

Tad: Because I won it yesterday in the Jr. Olympics at school.

Me: why didn't you tell me?

Tad: why do you go to the gym every single day after work?

I guess that is his way of saying that I wasn't home so I lost out!

So at the fitness center yesterday I met for an hour with a nutritionist from the hospital. She had my records from when I saw the nutritionist over the summer. That was great because we just started from where I left off. She reviewed the meal plan, which is not a "diet", but just shows me how to eat properly. I am going to get 1800 calories a day, which is plenty to satisfy me. I have to count my fats and carbs. I have numbers on those also to limit intake. If I eat correctly, I will not be hungry. The snacks between meals will keep my blood sugar from being on a roller coaster. I did it in June, I can do it now. With the exercise, I will melt away into oblivion over the next 12 months.

Then, I am rewarding myself with a tattoo. Really. Not kidding. 100 pounds down= Tattoo. Dan said he'd pay for it. I'm really going to get one. Not a joke. Really am. I already know what I am going to get. Yepper. Gonna do it.

Today, we are closing the office at noon. I am going to go to the gym to do my "Workout A" and some cardio until 1pm. Then, I will pick up Tad from school, pick up Dan from the house, pick up my brother Tim from his house, and we will drive to Grandma's house in Waycross. Yipeeeee! Thursday is my cardio only day, so I will go walking in Waycross (the gym there is closed for renovations, I checked already). Friday I will do my "Workout A" when we get back to Titusville, or if we are late, it will be my off day and I'll do it Saturday. I can always go walking when we get home Friday.

I have a plan. Discuss amongst yourselves.