Monday, July 18, 2005

Day Eight

Morgan Spurlock mentioned the three day hump in Super-Size Me, meaning the hardest part of any change was getting through the first three days. In my case it was a seven day hump. The headache is still there, but I’m learning to live with it. Although I’m not exactly feeling energetic, I’m no longer about to fall asleep at my desk. I’m beginning to think I may survive this healthful experiment after all.

Since hearing the Village People’s cop was arrested, a refrain from the song Macho Man has been repeatedly repeating in my head in a nonstop repeating loop. I would kill myself, but I don’t want to miss my afternoon appointment with my cherubic pain technician and her nubile assistant.

1 comment:

Nobius said...

Grant good luck with your diet man.

Sounds rough.