Sunday, August 05, 2018

Have you seen my self esteem?

Not throwing away their shot at a silly photo.
We have a lot of cake and ice cream in this office. It is a perk for which I am grateful. By tradition, however, I am out of town on my birthday (Leos and all those with summer birthdays when they were kids will feel my pain) and for the past several years my co-workers go out for ice cream and then send me a picture of themselves celebrating me in my absence.

Once they all crammed into my office with multiple copies of my headshot.

This year was particularly inspired (see up right.)

So you can imagine my surprise when, Thursday, I was presented with an actual cake! A cake with my name on it, from the new Corbo's downstairs (big ups, Corbo's Playhouse Square!)

Now, you would think a big slice of chocolate cake would be good enough for a boy trying to cut down on his caloric intake. So explain to me why I would have an urge, following a session with my chiropractor, to get an ice cream cone? Or why I shoved two stale Oreos in my mouth when I was home briefly that evening?

I can't even describe what my dinner was like, at a tavern in the airport neighborhood, when my mother's flight was delayed. Okay, it was a buffalo chicken wrap. With fries.

Just stop, okay? Have the salad. And when you get cake, just enjoy the cake.

I got cake!
Distance: 3.25 miles
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 84°
Climate: hot but overcast
Mood: decent

Hot run! Fast run. Not taking my phone, it is a distraction. However, what if I have a heart attack? I mean, right? I should take my phone.

Today I did not take my phone.

I only stopped to walk once, briefly, which was awesome. Just stopping once, I mean. I do miss Martin Point, all the humidity is just whipped away. It wasn't so hot, it was so nice. Felt like I could run long distances easily.

Last Thursday the chiropractor actually popped my back. An "adjustment." That was new. I have been seeing him for a couple months now, all the stereotypes about chiros had left my mind, then he just cracks my back.

This is my personal Thursday Club.

That's an in joke, you know.

Exercises: yes

Baseline: 178 lbs.
Today: 168.5 lbs. (+1.5)
Goal: 165 lbs.

What's That Lyric?
National Disgrace - Atmosphere

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