6/16/2025

Weight: 200.2lbs post walk

Diet: Off the Chain

I was back at it this morning after taking yesterday off and taking the tribe to the Braves game. I knew this past weekend was going to be a wash and I was hoping the damage would be minimal when I weighed myself this morning. I was a good boy Friday evening and had some egg drop soup again for dinner but Saturday we went to a fish fry, and I couldn’t help myself, so I let it go and indulged in fried crappie, my southern style Potato salad, my crawfish corn muffins, some mac and cheese and banana pudding for dessert. All of it was good and I enjoyed every bite.

(*Recipes for the southern style potato salad and crawfish corn muffins are on my recipe page here on the blog.)

Yesterday is where that catchy title comes in. We took three of our grands to the Braves game yesterday afternoon and once again I let it go and when we got to the game, I decided one of those sweet looking double cheeseburgers with curly fries might hit the spot. Everybody in our crew grabbed something to eat and drink and we found our seats for the game. This was our view.

I knew I probably screwed up when I saw all that greasy cheese melting down the side of the double cheeseburger, but I still tore into that grease ball like a rat tearing into a freshly discovered Cheeto. I also had that order of curly fries in the burger box and they were just glistening in the afternoon sun, calling my name. When I pulled that first succulent curly fry out of the box and stuffed in the old cake eater, another curly fry fell out of the box and tumbled onto the concrete under the chair in front of me. I couldn’t reach it to pick it up, not that I wanted to, so I just left it there and went back to eating. Once I finished the burger and started on the curly fries, I looked down at the curly fry under the seat in front of me and I noticed a grease stain starting to form under the curly fry on the concrete. The first time I looked, the grease stain caused by errant fry was about the size of a dime but a few minutes later and after I consumed a few more fries, the stain had grown to the size of a half dollar. I started thinking about how bad that grease stain would have been if I dropped that greasy burger down there. That one little curly fry formed a grease stain on the concrete with the circumference of a tennis ball within 20 minutes. I couldn’t reach it to kick it away and I couldn’t unsee the grease stain for the rest of our time at the game, so I finally just quit looking at it, but the damage had been done. I knew I had blown up everything I worked for over the last week, so I said “what the heck and ate one of Lisa’s left-over chicken strips she brought back home from the game.

This morning, I was back out at the Big Creek trail and ready to push it a little more since I pigged out all weekend. I was thinking to myself that hopefully I could burn off some of that mess from yesterday, so I stretched my gate and quickened my pace to just shy of a power walk. I popped a bleeder in my left big toe after the second mile and that slowed me down just a bit. I know this sounds weird, but it actually felt pretty good since I haven’t had a foot blister in years and when I pulled my sock off and saw the blood stain, I actually got a bit giddy. I probably need some new shoes since these old Asics are probably 10-15 years old, but they still had good tread, so I’ve been using them. They also feel like I’ve got iron lungs wrapped around my feet, and I’d almost bet running shoes are lighter weight by now. I’ll probably make that adjustment and purchase some new shoes soon. After finishing my walk this morning I decided to weigh myself and see how bad the damage actually was. I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon and they always weigh me, so I wanted to get it over with before I get to the doctor and see the damage with a nurse looking over my shoulder.

Anyway, when I jumped onto our bathroom scale after my walk this morning, I had to take a double take as it was just a curly fry or two above 200lbs and it read 200.2! That tells me that my metabolism has shifted gears and barring any other grease binges by me in the next 24-48 hours I should see my scale reading below 200 for the first time in the last 10 years. Stay tuned!

Favorite tune from today!