Getting Started...

I was craving all sorts of delectible chocolate treats last night so instead of giving in to my deepest, sugar filled desires I went to LA Fitness to work out! After running for about 35 minutes and doing weights I felt great! I finished my night with a home made salad and bottled water! Though it was nice to get on the right track, I have to admit that I still craved chocolate treats! lol...

Regardless of the snack attacks I have I'm going to stick to living a healthier lifestyle. For breakfast I declined the greasy, breakfast sandwiches Justin was offering...and opted to make toast, egg whites and 2 slices of bacon...little peices of bacon! lol...I'm not ready to give up pork...so I'll cut back! Maybe I should consider turkey bacon...mmmmm...that's a thought!

So, here are my official stats:

Date: 9-6-08
Weight: 149 lbs
Waist: 29.75 inches
Hips: 40.25 inches
Right Thigh: 24 inches
Left Thigh: 24 inches
Chest: 38 inches

I knew he was old when...

*Originally posted 5/14/08 on my myspace blog*

I knew he was old when:

- He pulled, ever so gently, out of his pocket a *brace yourself* DISC MAN! Yes, a bonafied disc man, portable cd player...whatever you want to call it...he pulled it out of his pocket and actually pressed pause! Lord...I didn't know that people still used these things...but I guess so. Aren't iPods and MP3 players pretty affordable nowadays?

- I made a comment about Miami Vice to which he made a comment about Ricardo Tubbs. *blank stare* Who is that?? Apparently we were discussing 2 completely different eras in time. I was referencing the talented Colin Farel and Jamie Foxx. lol...he was talking about the 80s show with Don Johnson. :( lol...

- He used the words "free spirit" and "groovy" in a sentence and it wasn't a joke.

- We had this conversation:

ME: How old are you?

HIM: Late 30s

ME: What does that mean?

HIM: 38, is that a problem? Do I look like I'm 38?

ME: I don't know what 28 looks like, let alone 38.

--end of convo--

Flashing Lights

*Originally posted 5/12/08 on my myspace blog*

Driving home from the gym tonight (after a great workout) I noticed the po po's behind me...and I KNEW that I was about to get pulled over...and not because I'm black in Scottsdale...or because I was drunk...lol....but because I drive with a purpose, unlike most arizona residents...I don't have molasses in my ass and I know how to use my gas pedal! ANYWAYS....que Kanye's "flashing lights..." lol...the cop walks up to my car, officer friendly, and asks the oh so dumb question "ma'am...do you know why I pulled you over?" to which I responded "no" lol....and then he told me that he noticed how I "pulled out ahead of the pack" at the light (turning left) and I had "really left the pack behind" to which I said "officer, I was watching my speedometer...and I never went over 45." to which he said he had "clocked me going 54" *sigh...and eyeroll* Long story short, I gave him my license, registration, insurance, and got my ticket...$145! That's my weave money. lol....and things were done. Might I add that just because everyone else is going into a turn at 10mph and I am going 35mph doesn't mean I'm speeding. Get your fucking mind right. I have somewhere to go! lol...I was trying to get home to watch The Hills finale...on a brighter note, this is the first time I have ever gotten a speeding ticket...and those "flashing lights" are a WHOLE lot better to deal with when you KNOW you haven't been drinking. lol...