I so needed to see this today. NSFW if your company doesn’t care for muppet sex (or, “mucking”)
“tickle me harder…”
and don’t call me Surely
I found this at the Consumerist. And laughed hard because we always use the tag line (along with the Irish Spring one “a mite too strong”)
Check out the patent numbers
the rabbit’s on the run
Well, it’s been a while (obviously) since I’ve written about exercise or diet or anything.
Let’s start with the bad news, shall we? I ate like crap the last couple of weeks. Comfort food. Fast food. Fried food. You name it, I probably had some. And I’m up seven pounds. Five of that was just the weekend that Sue was in ICU.
If you wanna say “that’s ok, you were obviously stressed and you eat when you’re stressed,” that’s fine. But the point is that I’m trying to UNDO forty years of eating when I’m stressed, to do other things to relieve stress (or boredom, or whatever) and that’s the whole point of this lifestyle change.
So, before I carry that train of thought any further, I’ll share the good news:
Even while out of town and living out of a suitcase, I managed to get my runs in.
9/29: 57 minutes / 4.7 miles
10/2: 30 minutes / 2.5 miles
10/4: 40 minutes / 3.5 miles
10/6: 60 minutes / 5.0 miles.
Yes, I ran five miles, stopping only once (for a few seconds) to tie my shoe.
Then, yesterday, I ran 30 minutes / 2.6 miles. Today is my day off.
So, maybe I’m learning a new way to deal with stress? And relatives (same thing).
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!