Fahts, Dogs & Eight Weeks Of Training So Far

Today is Tuesday February Ninth Two Thousand Ten. Tomorrow will be six weeks without a ciggy and I am starting to slowly chew less nicotine candy. One of the side effects is that they make you fart. Alot. I was wondering what the hell was going on, I have added a fair amount of cereals and grains to my diet but it was getting extreme. I looked up the drug on the interwebs and sure enough fartness is a known side effect. They are loud and very smelly and I really have to be careful not to let one rip when I am near someone I know. The other day I was talking to my friend in the CHB lobby and I let one rip hoping it wouldn't smell. About a minute went by and he started sniffing around with a surprised expression on his face. I played dumb of course but it was pretty bad. Another time I was on the MBTA and sitting by myself in the corner. I let one rip and a couple was sitting about fifteen feet away from me. They started talking about how bad the MBTA smelled and I felt like explaining to them that no, in fact this time the smell came from my insides. I guess farting all the time is better than not smoking but god forbid I am ever in bed with a woman while chewing these things.

I miss my dog. His name was Alex and he was a sable and white long hair collie. I raised him from a pup and he lived to be sixteen. He was the family's dog but I was the one would trained him and combed his coat all the time. I was pretty nice to him except for one time when he was just a pup. He found a stuffed baby santa claus that I've had since I was a baby and chewed the face off of him. I was so angry that I saw red and I whacked him pretty good. I went to whack him again and he shied away from me and my heart just about broke in two. No animal deserves to be hit no matter what they have done and that was the last time I really whacked him with anger. Alex seemed mildly retarded but he was much smarter than he let on. My mom and I took him to doggie school and we always had to stay after because he was such a wild pup. After many hours of practice we had the final exam and wouldn't you know it, Alex did everything that was asked of him. He used to sleep in a open air pen and since he did such a good job I taped his doggie school diploma above his bed for everyone to see. It was gone the next morning, I assume that he ate it. That was Alex in a nutshell. He didn't exactly do what you wanted him to do but I know he loved me like I loved him. I went missing one day and I looked everywhere. I finally found him frozen lying down next to a neighbor's house. I carried him back with tears flowing and buried him in the back yard. That in its self was a challenge because the ground was frozen solid. I had to burn a few fires in and around the hole so he could be placed in a proper grave. Miss you buddy.

So its been two months since I have been training with Nancy. I have seen a bunch of improvement and will be continuing with the whole gym thing. I think I am going to cut the amount of time with her down to every other week but I still want her advice in the future. I don't want to get stuck in a rut and always want new exercises to do and there seems to be no end to what you can do in the weight room. I have lost a solid twenty pounds and want to lose another thirty. Right now I am eating better but am not on a super strict diet at this time. I don't cheat with candy bars and ice cream but rather fruit, frozen yogurt and kashi bars. Every energy drink I consume is a diet and I only use sugar in my oatmeal. I think that just being aware of what I stuff down my gullet is amazing in its self. I used to eat entire pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream in one sitting and then go to bed. Lets see how many calories that is...with a serving size of one cup it has 290 calories with 140 calories from fat. There are two cups in a pint so that would be 1160 calories with 560 of those calories from fat in one sitting. Jebus, no wonder I gained twenty pounds in a couple of months. I actually think I have a pretty high metabolism because I should have been way fatter than I was considering what I was eating every day. Figure a steak and cheese calzone, three sugarfull energy drinks, three donuts, two candy bars, bag o' chips, pint of ice cream, and a sweetroll. Thats got to be upwards of five to six thousand calories. Yikes ! Now I eat fifteen hundred to two thousand calories a day all spread out throughout the day.

Getting pretty psyched for Trey on Friday, its at my second home the House Of Blues. The only other time I have seen Trey or PH!SH in a place like that was in Spain in '97 so it should be cool. Going with five other people that I know and it will be cool to connect with them again. Its also on a Friday which makes things much easier to deal with, I get tired of going to a show on a school nite and then having to wake up early for work. At least I'm not drinking and then trying to scrape my way thru the next day. The old bartender from Dodge Street, Russ Lawton will be playing drums for Trey so I am psyched to see him as well. Maybe I should send him an email to say howdy.