Day Nine

"Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up."—Thomas A. Edison.

If I'm not hungry, can I be losing weight? The specter of the need for physical activity hangs over me like a dark cloud. I know I must, must, must get out there and MOVE. Or do something. Maybe I will call Joe Manning and see what his secret is.
I think I am really working my way up to it. The time element is certainly a new roadblock. That is, I've had a lot of traditional excuses, but not having any time is a new one. If I can resist sheet cake, is there anything I can't do?


Breakfast
Two Eggs over
2 Strips Turkey Bacon
6 oz V-8
Tea

Snack
2 Cheese sticks
30 Cashews
1 Carmel Nip
30 Pistachios

Lunch
Greek Salad (Mesclun, not iceberg) with Chicken


Dinner
Rock Shrimp & Broccoli
Wee bit of Salad


Dessert
Sugarfree fudgicle

Turkey Bacon is yummy (which is v. surprising). Eggs stil taste like chewing on a mouse-pad, but I think this can be a workable breakfast for the next few days. Definitely in the second leg of this week—a little bit weary, but still committed. Every day I look in the mirror I don't necessarily feel any better, but not feeling worse—or ashamed—is a big step. It reminds me a bit of the Donkey Kong game (Super Mario for those under 30, and for those over 50, forget it). You start from the ground, but you can't get to the girl without getting on the eleveator. So I feel like at least I'm on the elevator.

And that's really something, after all my time on the ground.