I need to exercise for the first time since the pandemic. But I have to fucking control my goddamn eating, too. Shit, man, I should drink more water, hell. ...
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Wednesday, May 26, 2021
Yeah, I can't really eat 30 boneless wings and then eat dinner two hours later as if I were a teenager. I really slowed down around the 20-wing mark, and then it took me a half-hour to down two pork chops which I swear were dry but I probably thought so because my body told me to stop eating. But no, I had rice and some tofu soup to consume after that. And I did, and I took a shit, and my stomach is as big as I think it ever has been, and I feel like I've crossed the 180-pound mark for the first time in my life.
Labels:
eating,
feeling fat,
food,
getting fat,
old age,
record-keeping,
scatology,
water
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