Today I was guilt-ed into working out. Not by my helliptical, or by Bob Barker, but by my wife. However, In her defense I really should give you some back story.
Yesterday was not a good day for me health wise. Our friend Johnnys' parents are in town and it was his fathers birthday! He wanted to have a picnic at the Mill Pond in Stonybrook. HE also wanted to have PIZZA at this picnic. HE was just waving it around in the face of a recovering Pizzahaulic! To say I fell of the wagon would be an understatement!
Breakfast: 2 bowls of Flax Raisin Bran w/ Rice Milk
Not bad on its own but I didn't need 2 bowls and my wife said I should have had none and instead had a glass of carrot juice!
Lunch: 1 slice of Grandmas Pizza, 1 slice of Ziti Pizza and the slice of Regular Pizza my son didn't finish
Now in my defense...I have none.
After Pizza Dessert!: 1 scoop of Hazelnut Ice Cream on a Sugar Cone
...because it was there! Don't judge me!
For dinner I wanted to make a smarter choice and so I went to Subway and had a Veggie Sandwich! Well, I wanted to but it was closed. So...
Dinner: 1 Regular Slice of Pizza, 1 Slice of Grandmas Pizza, 1 Slice of Eggplant Pizza (it had veggies!)
I am ashamed to say the debaucherous night of culinary consumption did not end there.
Birthday Cake: 1 Piece of Angel Food Cake with Cream and Strawberries...and then another!
To top the evening off (as if that wasn't enough) I didn't go to bed until 3am. To which my wife so kindly said, "What are you doing? It's 3 o'clock in the morning. Are you an idiot?" Which in her defense, is the appropriate question following the days events.
So there goes my morning workout...or so I thought...
Today I woke to my morning alarm baby going off at 7:30 and peeled my burning eyes open. I got him changed and set up with a video and as I leave his room, I see my wife, dressed and heading into the office to get some work done. WHAT!!! Why today? Why couldn't she have felt better on another day? Today I just want to throw up and go back to bed. But I can't let on that I want to puke and sleep. I have to play like I'm ready to attack the day as well or I'll be going to bed at 8:00 like my kids for the next week. I could just keep walking and say nothing, pretending to go in the room to get dressed. Then when she is at her desk I could sink back into the feathers and the cotton and sleep.
She turns to walk into the office...my plan almost complete...when she looks over here shoulder and says, "You're going to work out this morning! Right?"
Guilt. She used it. It was very motivating. That was the wagon I fell off, throwing it in reverse and backing up to finish me off. One day woman! One day! I will be avenged... but for now I'm just tired and I need to take a shower.
-chasing down that wagon-
Dan
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she's a good woman! Guilt works in reverse on James, lol! You can do it!
ReplyDeleteBy the way...I never said "idiot"...for all you readers out there!! Can't say I was happy though, for your sake!! I Love you baby, get back on the wagon, you CAN do it!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Rebecca
oh man. you had pizza for DINNER too? i had no idea!!!!! that's hysterical!!! oh wait...i mean...
ReplyDelete(follow rebecca's lead)
i love you (won't call you baby cuz that's weird), get back on the wagon, you CAN do it!!!!!
but i'm still laughing cuz that makes the cake last night even funnier...but you CAN do it.
p.s. you didn't give me credit for my joke. typical.
dan,
ReplyDeleteyou are hilarious, and an excellent blogger. good luck on your fitness regimen; if you ever need a partner to run a marathon with or anything, just let me know. :)
my best to you and rebecca (and the kids),
jeesoo