Well, this sucks.

If you’re about to pass out at Meijer, are you really that healthy?

Well that didn’t go as planned.

I’m ending my gym membership in order to get healthier.

Same, dog. Same.

Holiday weekends have not been kind to the weight loss process. Fourth of July, primarily.

After a new workout plan, I nearly quit on the first day. My body ached and I was incredibly sore after the first workout.

Speaking of not feeling good, I’m in Milwaukee the morning after my grandma passed away AND after rioting across the country. It’s just not a good time for … anything apparently.

I have never been told to breathe more in my entire life. Like, a lot.

Peanut Butter Puffs cereal, omelettes before noon, tomaca. All the essentials for a barriga feliz. Not for a diet plan.

Who needs pants during winter conditioning anyway?

I got caught slipping again today. Office bagels. Panera bagels. With cream cheese. Such a sucker.

The on again, off again relationship with food that is supposed to burn the weight off.

You know how it is, you diet for a few weeks, drop the weight, and then bad habits rear their ugly heads and BOOM, weight gain.

I saw an 8-foot long tank filled with hundreds of pounds of salt water, and then I shut the door behind me.

After a detox that shed 15 pounds — which could have been more if not for some Christmas cookie inhaling — I’m in the early, early process of trimming up everything else.

How is the detox going? Well, success comes in many forms.

I could be scarfing down the glazed one in the middle left that has doughnut pieces decorating itself. It’s like the Mola Ram of confections, adorning itself with lesser subjects of the same race.

The strongest person in the gym is probably the most unhealthy looking person in the gym. And if they are ridiculously strong, odds are they’re not 6-foot-8.