Day 358 The Calorie and Time Budget Numbers and That First Kiss

Day 358

The Calorie and Time Budget Numbers and That First Kiss

I'm so happy I had today off. I needed today, I needed to rest. Saturday was such a wonderful day, it was just incredible, but it really wore me out in a good way. I slept late and even took an hour nap this afternoon. An hour nap is something of an accomplishment for me, I usually am not that disciplined when it comes to napping. I'll sleep until I can't sleep anymore---or I have to be somewhere, but not today, certainly because of the rest last night.

We had a Labor Day cookout on the patio late this afternoon before Irene had to leave for work. I grilled some lean beef, made scalloped potatoes, and prepared green beans with cheese. It was a fabulous dinner and still under 400 calories. Add that to my grilled chicken breast and mashed potato with gravy lunch for 300 calories, oh and don't forget about my breakfast, wait a second---the chicken and potatoes was brunch---I slept right past breakfast. With a Dream Bar and some coffee today, I still had 630 calories coming by the end of play rehearsal tonight, and that wasn't until 10:15pm. I really needed to get past 1200 for the day, at least that many. I didn't want to leave too many calories on the table, because you know how the Calorie Bank and Trust works, if you don't use 'em, you lose 'em! I have 10 calories left right now. I'm full, completely. I had 330 calories worth of cottage cheese (that's quite a bit) and a chicken pasta marinara frozen dish for 290. I'll probably toss the extra 10 calories left into the trash.

Tomorrow we'll get back into the normal weekday routine, it should be awesome. Very tight, little room for error... 6am-9am—my radio show, 9am-11am---production, 11am-noon—-lunch, 12pm-2pm---more production. 2pm-3:10pm---errands (personal business or nap), 3:10pm-4:30pm---workout, 4:40pm-5:20pm---dinner preparation and eating, 5:25pm-6:25pm---blog writing and posting, 6:30pm-6:40pm----shower, 7pm-10pm----play rehearsal, 10:30pm---bed time---because the alarm sounds at 4:50am again tomorrow! Crazy, I know. But rewarding!

Enough with the numbers! I'm really getting excited about coming up on Day 365, the one year anniversary of this journey! It'll be Monday the 14th---I can't wait to write that one...what will I say as I reflect on the most important year of my life? Plenty. Look for a post of monumental proportions on that day.

Today was a special day for Irene and me. This was our 22nd anniversary of our first kiss. Twenty-Two years ago tonight, right about now in fact, we kissed for the first time---and fireworks went off, we were in serious teenage love. It was our first date on September 7th, 1987. I was working for Kentucky Fried Chicken as a cook. I had some cash and Mustafa was a co-worker from Iran that like me well enough to loan me his old yellow Toyota Corrolla for the night. We invited along some friends, I invited my cousin Steve, and Irene invited her best friend Rachel. We may have been trying to set them up with one another, although I don't think they gelled like we did. I couldn't take my eyes off of Irene. I was a bundle of nerves, after all---I had never been on a real date before and this girl actually liked me. Me? I was easily the fattest kid in school, but somehow, some way---Irene didn't care. She had the most precious heart of any girl in that school and she could see mine too. I made her laugh and as we watched the movie, we constantly tried to move in on one another for a kiss. We were so preoccupied, I couldn't even tell you the name of the movie. By the time the movie ended, we still hadn't connected lips. I made sure to drop off Steve and then Rach before taking Irene home that night. And that's when it happened. I pulled up in front of her house, we were late so she quickly jumped out, then she leaned back in the car and we kissed. We totally missed the lips, but we kissed---and so it began, our love story. Twenty-Two years later here we are. We've come a long way baby. It often times was the hard way, but that's the road we chose from day 1---September 7th, 1987—the night we'll never forget.

I've got to wrap this up. I just received an urgent message from Jack Sh*t at http://www.jackfit.blogspot.com/ I've been called to a top-secret meeting of the League of Extraordinarily Fat Gentlemen. Something big is going down, I've got to get there quickly... Goodnight and...

Good Choices,
Sean