I never thought I would put myself on a diet. But sadly I have, since last Sunday. It's not the loose-weight-diet but the get-toned-and-get-energized diet. I've sadly realized - the second realization this week w/o any positive prefix - that I'm middle age. People say that 40 is the new 30 but w/o any boob, butt or tummy tuck it's nothing but hogwash. And if I'm going to spend $50 grand on anything it will be on a silver metallic 993 Porsche Carrera.
The diet is based on eating less but more often, stay away from going for seconds and cutting down on the wine - for lunch. Ah, right - also cutting the carbs, more veggies, working out and bla bla bla. Well, this is the third day and I'm realizing that I'm getting grumpy if I cannot feast on a great roasted chicken in cream with basmati rice and two glasses of wine.
The psycho in me bought Billy Blanks "GetBootCamp" with 3 DVD's and elastic bands for $39.95 last Sunday. The missus couldn't believe that I bought something from a TV commercial. But I like the guy and I've tried Thai-Bo, Boxercise or whatever you like to call it and it whips you into shape in notime - if it doesn't kill you that is. So watch out, I'm wearing speedos this summer.
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