Crunch Time

T-minus 42 days until Puerto Vallarta and I need to lose this spare tire. Yesterday I started my heroic comeback to getting in shape. Technically i started 2 weeks ago (and thanks to that one person that noticed or was just trying to get money from me), but that stuff 2 weeks ago was just a little running here and there so i won't pass out when i actually started working out.

I'd like to thank my roommate McJake and ole friend Chetticus (who is stuck in Mexico because of a cock fight gambling problem and a love for donkey shows) for the birth of my spare tire. With them i would have never acquired a taste for beer.... at such a young/illegal age.

Then with college came a steady diet of Little Italy's piazza and beer, with a minimum of at least one party at the apartment which ends "why is there sand in my bed?" (college parties to be covered in a later post)--- but while i'm making out the thank you list...... Whenever the composto brothers and i thought the night was going to end with a little south park, sopranos, some madden and a beer for a nightcap, whose was knocking on the door.... Jon. Jon with case or 2 under his arm. Didn't even live there. Next thing you know we play a little beer pong (horrible game by the way) mingle with people outside, ends with drunken madden play, then you wake up saying "why is there sand in my bed?", walk in the living room and Jon's there face down on floor or couch. Oh, and not to mention the midnight run to Taco Bell for 49 cent soft tacos. The way i figure, and i'll have to confirm with the composto brothers, Jon owes us $462.37 in rent not including utilities. Thanks Jon and composto brothers for making sure this spare tire would stay intact.

But what really hurt me was working overnights. Working a midnight-10am shift 4 days out of the week. That will fuck body up. I mean your sleeping pattern alone is jacked. Wake up at 10pm only thing eat if you don't have time to make something is fast food. After your done with the shift all you want to do is go home and sleep. Sunlight hurts your eyes, you sleep in a coffin, start drinking blood, can't have garlic in your pasta anymore. Thank god i work normal hours now.

So after 2 weeks of warming up i'm going to follow a co-worker's advice and lift weights for 15 minutes then run for 60 minutes. He lost 40lbs doing this for some months, but i only need to drop ..... 10lbs i guess... its not like i'm Ralphy May. i'm to self conscious... probably need a tan as well.... i'm to irish to tan, i burn and then i get melanoma. Before i start this regimen i'm off to celebrate McJake's b-day. The ole bastard is 27?? i think.