'fried rice' and pinto beans with (2) corn tortilla's for lunch - which proved to be more of a chore than anything else. I guess the smell of it is pretty much making me physically ill - nothing a dollop of barbecue sauce won't fix I guess. It reminds me of liver night at the Pickett Household back when I was a kid - I'd douse the liver with lobs of ketchup and still have to choke it down....come to find out later in life that liver is not even all that good for you and iron can be sucked out of a multitude of other food items which taste a whole lot better. Makes me wonder what moronic things we are doing now, which we'll all laugh at 20 years down the road...Regardless, that evening I ate (2) eggs sunny side up with (2) corn tortilla's slightly warmed in the microwave. The eggs were tasty and enjoyable, but the rest of the dull food is making Alex feel like a dull boy - at this point anyway.
I weighed myself this morning and it looks like I'm still about 12 lbs down but haven't melted further fat - assuming it was Day 7's extra calories consumed. I've noticed my shirts stay tucked in my pants a bit better than before, which tells me my gut has shrunk a bit - which feels good. Soon, though, I'll throw in exercise which should send the scale into a tail-spin of weight loss. My biggest fear, though, is to be able to maintain my newly discovered weight after the 30 Day 'torture session' is over. Also, I'm beginning to realize I like being less chunky - who'd a thunk it?!?!? No really, I've been missing my former, pre-Ben in shape self over the past year when everything seemed easier - for example, getting in and out of my truck...
I've noticed my excitement and energy towards this adventure itself has been a bit deflated - and is becoming more of a punishment. An attitude which came apparent to my gorgeous wife on Day #8 in the evening, when I mistook her interest and support in this venture as meddling and policing. I apologize profusely Honey!!!! I believe this moodiness is irritability caused by lack 
of snacks and seeing everyone gorge themselves on various yummy delights all around me. It must really be tough for the folks who don't have an extra 20 bones burning in their pockets ready for a trip to Dairy Queen. Oh well, now I think I'll head down to Wendy's and stare at grease dripping patrons inside through the window. Anyone want to join me? Also, I've never really noticed how many scrumptious food commercials there are on television - or I guess I'm more aware of it. In the past, the commercials must have unknowingly convinced me to buy food items I didn't need - I can't tell you how many times I've ended up at a Quickie Mart counter with some drink in my hand I'd never had before - Yes, advertisement has become more than just a source of information and now is a manipulative science planting subliminal messages of ridiculous items I have to have (but don't need) in my little brain.(Otherwise, I've been told I need to pick up a hobby - a it'll probably be something musical - so, I thought maybe I'd learn the banjo - thoughts?)
Hey! DAY#9 is in progress right now as I press the 'save' button - more will follow.
Thank heavens you scared me with that day 7 blog...you CAN do it!!!
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