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From Dad's Point of View

Managing Dadhood
 

I cheated...

At the end of last year I dieted and exercised and lost 30 lbs.  It felt awesome.  Thank you Mr. Atkins.  

Since then I haven't been to careful.  It just feels so good to eat like crap!  So Marci had teacher appreciation week last week and got tons of candy and sweets and I was chowing down when she recommended we stop eating sweets until Easters. 

First reaction = Anger.
Second reaction = Eat more candy
Third reaction = Realize she's right.  

So I agreed to start but I gave myself a couple more days to eat the candy since this 
was on Saturday and I said we should start on Monday (yesterday).

Well, we started yesterday... at least that's what Marci thought.  But while she was gone
 at work I drank root beer.  Then, after she went to bad I ate the rest of the oreos and some left over cookie dough.  It felt so good.  I went to bed a happy, fat man.

Diet started today.  Sorry Marce.
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At April 2, 2009 at 2:37 PM, Blogger Lynne said...

I'm trying to comment on your cheating story, but I am laughing so hard it is hard to hit the right keys. I have to keep going back and correcting things. The problem isn't that you love sugar so much, although I know you do, the problem is that someone told you you can't have it and so you have slipped into "Diet Psychosis." It is a horrible affliction. So have a therapy session with yourself. Call me for pointers, I am very familiar with this mental illness.
lovya    



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