I exercised 24 days in May. Pretty damn good.
Weight Loss: ZERO. ZERO
I didn't lose a pound, I didn't gain a pound.
That is a defeat. I am working hard and I crave the reward of a friendly scale. Instead I get a slap in the face.
Of course reality is rearing its ugly head. "Hey, man- you are 69 years old. You are not supposed to lose weight. You are supposed to get older, slower, and fatter each and every day - that is the natural order of things. Who the hell are you to be looking for dignity at this time in your life? Lie down content in your obesity and take it like a man."
Not gonna happen.
Talk to me on July 1.
Ciao, baby.
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