Day Sixteen

I’m over the halfway point of what began as an experiment and will now be a permanent change, although when it’s over I’m going to bring barbecue and waffles back onto the menu – sparingly. I’m going to stick with naturally made foods instead of the stuff crammed with mega-sugars and unpronounceable chemicals. Sodas are definitely out. Note – if you own stock in Pepsico, sell it before this announcement gets around. At the beginning I didn’t know how I would survive without my daily dose of Mountain Dew. Now I don’t know why I liked them so much in the first place. It probably has a lot to do with drinking the stuff daily since birth. Sometimes the baby formula would run low, and mom had to switch to Pepsi. :p

Otherwise, feelin’ fine. I bench pressed over a ton yesterday, although not all at once, and I managed to do it while not looking foolish in front of the ladies. Normally they all run and hide when I begin, but then suddenly emerge ninja-like to flash me a surprised and pitying look when I’m on my last set, arms trembling like I’ve been hit with nerve gas as I struggle to lift fifty pounds over my head. Then I want to shout “I’m on my last set, I swear!” but I usually pretend not to notice their stares just as they pretend they weren’t staring in the first place. Denial is such a wonderful thing.